Chapter twenty-seven
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Previously ....
“That was fun,” Adam said as he attempted to get dressed.
He then gave all of us a wet sloppy kiss finishing with Collins.
“You guys haven’t seen anything yet,” Collins said.
Adam grabbed his satchel and let himself out as we finished our drinks. As it was getting close to rush hour we stood and said our goodbyes as Collins closed the bar and private washroom. Robb gave Collins a hug and kiss on the lips saying he hoped it would be soon when they came over for a party.
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There was no way we could miss rush hour so we zipped over to the loft. The landscaping was completed and the circular drive and visitors parking were freshly paved. We drove down the ramp to the parking garage after noticing a sign to do so until the blacktop hardened. The visitor’s spaces were well marked. We headed for the elevator and made it to the P.H. Level. The carpet was installed and looked top shelf. Upon entering, we saw the kitchen completed. I had seen it in my mind for some time, but even I was surprised at how good it looked. The guys were elated. We went up the stairs to the mezzanine, glancing at the study area whose knee-wall was now drywalled and finished. The big surprise was the top floor.
“Hey guys, come see this,” Jeff exclaimed. He was working alone.
He took us into the privacy of the shower room and gave us all a hug and a shy kiss. He was working shirtless, showing off his hairy, well developed chest. He gave us the tour. Everything was finished; he was just hanging doors and had the kitchen cupboard doors to align. The closets with their built-ins and louvered doors, as well as the guest bathroom looked great. He took us to Vlad’s closet.
“He is going to love this,” he said, showing us the two lighting circuits.
That’s when I lost it. The boys managed to put two and two together and held me tight.
“It’s serious, isn’t it Scott?” Robb asked.
“He has been free of Leukemia for five years but told me this morning his strength has been declining throughout the Summer. They aren’t saying anything at the hospital yet, but Vlad’s spirit seems to have left him. Let’s try to be positive for his sake as well as ours,” I sniffed.
I wasn’t fooling anyone. We all cried -- even big, burly, masculine Jeff.
“Tomorrow is my last day here. I am sure they would like to close on your unit even earlier. I can start the work you wanted as soon as you take ownership. Why don’t you go to the office? It’s now in #101,” he suggested.
“Good idea. I can do that if they want,” I said.
After a quick kiss, we dashed out to the elevator and went to the office. The boys stayed in the fully furnished lobby.
“Scott, don’t you ever answer your phone?” he asked.
“Always. I’ve been away since Friday on a vacation so even if I didn’t have the phone with me, the call would go to the message center,” I said.
“I hate those things. Anyway, I was calling to tell you we will be in a position to close on Thursday or even tomorrow if our carpenter finishes. I know this is almost a week earlier than we agreed on, but it would help us out. If you can do it, we will pay your closing costs, then we can close the office and move on,” he said.
“Hold on.”
I called Ted Crawford, explaining the situation. He said if I have the money, get a bank draft to my agent tomorrow and it’s a done deal. I asked him to hold for a second.
“We can do it. Get me seven keys. Please talk to my lawyer because you guys will be paying him. Email me whatever I need. I have to go,” I said.
I handed him my cell. They confirmed some legal jargon and passed my phone back to me. He told me if there are any items needing attention, mark them on the “sign off” sheet and they will take care of them. I asked if the freight elevator had any bookings in the next week.
“Nope, not until your move in date so feel free to change it,” he said.
I met the guys lounging in the lobby and we went to the parking garage. Robb drove us home.
“I need to make a side trip to those banks,” I said, indicating the two around the corner from the loft.
I opened a chequing and savings account in both. One was for my photography business and the other for the rent cheques. I deposited $2,000. in each.
“What do you guys think about moving in this Friday?” I asked.
“Are you crazy? Don’t you have enough on your mind right now without moving up the date? Jesse asked.
“Precisely. I want Vlad to move in and stay with us as long as he can. Furthermore, James and Danny are coming down Thursday anyway. It will also keep my mind off Vlad’s medical problem. He has a condo in Ottawa and lives alone as he doesn’t get along with his parents, so going home isn’t really an option for him,” I said.
They agreed with my logic and offered to start packing as soon as we got home. We stopped at the Apple store on the way home looking for the laptop for Danny but were told there was no stock. I asked what the hell was going on. The guy that was helping us said that supply shortages usually indicate a model refresh is imminent and to check the internet for rumours.
When we got close to home, we went shopping for a couple of days worth of groceries, steaks for two days, in other words. Robb pulled the ‘Stang into the garage and we went into the library, grabbing a beer on the way in.
“We can do this but it won’t be easy. Maybe I’m crazy but I’m putting a lot of pressure on all of us. I know that. I want Vlad back living with us as soon as possible and it would be nice if we could surprise him by picking him up at the hospital and bringing him to the loft. If it is leukemia, they will probably start him on chemotherapy. He won’t feel good after the sessions but he shouldn’t need to be in the hospital. They can fit him with a portacath so he can give himself chemo at home. I just want him to get better as soon as possible,” I said.
“Could he die?” Jesse asked.
“He had it before and didn’t die,” I responded.
“Can we catch it from him?” Robb asked.
“No, that can’t happen. If any of us are sick, we should keep away from him, I think. He probably won’t feel well enough to sleep with us much of the time, but I guess we are getting ahead of ourselves. At this point we know nothing, so all this is conjecture. I should do something constructive like call the movers and the bed company. Why don’t you guys do some more packing in the basement?” I suggested.
By some miracle, I actually got the owner of the moving company. They could do the complete move on Friday so I was told to expect a large crew around 8:30AM. The bed store was open and agreed to make the delivery Friday morning.
“Hello?”
“Is that Jeff? This is Scott.”
“What’s up?”
“Called to tell you we are closing on the loft Thursday or possibly mid-afternoon Wednesday and moving in Friday. How soon can you get the bed platform built?” I asked.
“If I can get in there Thursday morning, I’ll have it done that day. Can you hold off carpeting it until next week after I finish the seating area platform? Josh needs to wire it for a floor outlet,” he said.
“If we close tomorrow, could you get the lumber for both platforms on site to start Thursday morning? And if you do that, could you get both done by Friday night, having Josh do the electrical on Friday, and get the carpet guy in Saturday?” I asked.
“I know you are between a rock and a hard place, and Vlad should feel good about having a friend that cares so much. Buddy, I would work all night to finish it, but I have to limit the noise after normal working hours. I will screw it all together so there won’t be any hammering and I will make the cuts when they won’t interfere. I’ll call the carpet guy now and just tell him he is doing it Saturday. How does that sound,” Jeff said.
“Sounds good to me. I’ll be in touch with my lawyer and I’ll call you the moment it happens, okay Jeff?”
“Okay Scott, anything else?”
“You guys want to come for the inaugural soak in the Jacuzzi Saturday Night? Don’t bring your swim suits,” I added.
“Deal,” Jeff said.
“Now can I speak to Josh, please?” I asked.
“Hey sexy, how was your long weekend at the cottage with wall-to-wall hot boys?” Josh asked.
“You won’t believe it but we picked up another team member and loft-mate, really cute and hung like a horse but that’s not why I’m calling. We have baseboard heaters wired in throughout the cottage but they all have those bitchin’ thermostats at the end of them. Is there any way of replacing them with wall mounted ones, and is there some way of controlling them from home through the phone line? The idea is to be able to set the heaters very low so they only come on to prevent the pipes from freezing, and also be able to turn up the heat prior to going up there in the Spring and Fall. It isn’t a priority now but I thought I’d give you time to think about it,” I said.
“Yeah, there are different systems out there. I’ll look into it and email you. Jeff has a horny look on his face now so I probably won’t be sitting at the computer tonight, at least not comfortably,” he hinted.
“Well, excuuussse meee! I’ll let you enjoy your evening. Laters,” I said.
I decided to try Bryan. He worked out of his house and as much as I hated to disturb him, time was running short.
“Hello Bryan, this is Scott. We have changed our move-in date to….”
“Hi, Scott, let me turn this machine off. There, that’s better. Sorry, I have to have it screen my calls, but when I heard it was you, I figured it must be important because you never call after hours. What’s up?” he asked.
“Yeah, like I said, the loft got finished early so we are moving in Friday. Will the blinds be ready for installation, and how is the bedspread coming along?” I asked.
“I received the blinds on Friday. I won’t be able to get the installer in there until the scheduled date, but they are easy to install. You can do that yourself, and I will give you 5% off because that’s what the installer charges me. As for the bedspread, it’s ready. I just need to pick it up,” he said.
“That’s great! I have a hunky carpenter working there for a few days or until he finds a new project. He was lead carpenter on the loft project. I’ll have him do it. If you could deliver it all between 1:00PM and 4:00PM Thursday, I’d appreciate it,” I said.
“I think I will deliver it personally to see this carpenter of yours. One of my associates is getting ready to build a McMansion for a client and is looking for a different general contractor. Besides that, I love muscly construction workers.
“You won’t be disappointed, but he has a BF,” I warned.
“Not to worry, Scott. I just like to window shop,” he giggled.
Arranging the internet, phone, and cable TV was as much work as the rest of the loft put together. I called Rodgers, the supplier in our area, and got transferred so many times I actually wrote down the times and the departments I talked to. I heard elevator music even though I wasn’t even on an elevator. I memorized my way to San Jose. Finally, I managed to have my install date moved forward. They quoted me an install date three weeks in the future, which means it would be two weeks later than the present install date. That’s when I said this has gone far enough and demanded to speak to a manager. They actually denied my request, so I asked to cancel my account. This time I was transferred to their “retention department.” They actually have a department with much higher powers to make things happen, rather than lose a customer to Bell Telephone and Satellite. When I told them it was needed for health monitoring, and waiting was a matter of life and death, they listened. They would be there Friday morning. They also threw in a 25% discount on the 50 Mb/sec 250 GB per month Ultimate hi-speed internet. This worked out to $5 a month more than the 32 Mb/sec service with a 150 GB cap. Also, the upload speed was double. Rental on the modem was free for the first year. Big deal. I’ll buy one after a year.
I called the Realtor who asked me to email or fax the information as soon as I got it. I would also need a certified cheque for the balance on closing. He planned to be in the office tomorrow.
I went down to the basement, finding Jesse and Robb just about finished with the packing. They had piled all the junk that wouldn’t be needed to one side, so it could be taken to the curb for the garbage man. There wasn’t really all that much to move, which was good, because most of it would go to the locker.
“It’s getting dark. I think we need to knock it off for tonight and have some beer and dinner. I’ve been arranging things and fighting with the cable company all this time. I can feel the tension in my neck,” I said.
Jesse gave me a quick neck massage, which felt amazing.
“You are all knotted up, mate. I’ll give you a good deep massage when we go to bed,” he said as he kissed my neck.
I hoped he would give me a shoulder and ass massage at the same time! I grabbed a bottle of St. Emilion, a fine French Red Bordeaux wine as the boys turned off the lights. We all brought some trash upstairs with us and put it on the back porch.
Robb and Jesse had Fourex beer and I had Rum and coke, a stiff one. I scrubbed 3 big baking potatoes, wrapped them in foil, which I punctured with a fork, and gave to Jesse who started the barbie and placed them on the top rack. Robb got the Caesar salad mix out of the fridge and prepared it, if you can call mixing the Romaine, croutons and dressing together in a bowl, preparing. It wouldn’t be great but it was fast. Time was our enemy. I found Danny’s dad’s card in my wallet, so I called him with the bank branch, transit and account number. He thanked me again and told me Danny was really looking forward to moving. He had just spoken to him. He was with James. I smiled to myself, wondering if he would remember to call. I looked up the email from the paper and sent a reply, giving them my bank information. I didn’t want to check into this bonus for the front page, as I didn’t have time to look for the agreement. It wasn’t important right now, especially after the windfall today.
After a short marinade for the steaks and another round of drinks for us, Jesse tossed the Porterhouse steaks on the red hot grille, searing them. It was a pleasant evening, so I set the table on the back porch. Jesse took our steaks off and let Robb’s cook for a couple more minutes. While we ate, Jesse said something to the effect that it seemed so strange. He didn’t complete the statement. He didn’t have to. All of our eyes were moist. Wine normally made us all happy. It wasn’t working tonight.
“Who wants to see Danny fuck James on cam?” I asked.
“I could use a little excitement after the bummer of the day so far, mate,” Jesse said.
“We have to give them a show at the same time so get your laptop and we can do it on Facetime, full screen,” I suggested.
I called James who finally answered, apologizing for taking so long to get his iPhone out of his jeans but they were on the other side of the room. I said I hoped I was interrupting something. He got his Mac Book Pro and started up Facetime. I told him they would see the shower scene first. We connected straight away and stripped each other’s clothing. Robb did a wonderful strip tease. He made me so horny with anticipation I almost ripped his sexy tight N2N briefs off him. We then carried the laptop into the bathroom, aiming it at the shower and entered, leaving the glass door open. They did the same. Robb remarked that he swore he saw Danny's huge cock earlier today, which made the three of us laugh. It went over their heads, so we just soaped each other and gave all of us a good cleaning. They did the same. We dried off, tossing a towel on the floor to absorb some water that sprayed out of the shower and carried the laptop to the bedroom, placing it on one of the beds.
We started with oral, slowly, and close to the cam. We heard them groaning, so I guess they were getting a good show. Danny imitated what I was doing to Jesse and peeled back James’ foreskin with his lips, slowly, so that Danny’s lips and James’ cock filled the screen. You could even see the pre-cum trickle out when Danny released it. We switched it up a bit; so did they. James affectionately kissed Danny’s monster cock from the head to his balls then back up the underside until he slowly made circles around Danny’s head with his tongue. We could see Danny’s piss slit open and close. This was hotter than any porn I’ve seen, knowing tomorrow night we would be in bed together. Danny forced his face between James’ legs, working his way up to his taint and hole. He rotated James’ hips so his ass aimed at the camera, pulling his butt-cheeks wide open. He then licked his way into James’ heart as evidenced by James loud moaning. He dropped a load of spit right on target, sucked his own fingers, then proceeded to finger fuck James. When he needed more lube, he licked his fingers while they were poking in and out of James. It was so hot to watch, I was slowly jerking myself and sucking Robb. Jesse started rimming Robb, who was all horned up, getting it both ways. I told Danny to fuck James for me. Make him happy. James asked Robb and Jesse to double fuck me so I would be getting as much cock as he was.
“You heard James; do what he wants,” I said to Robb and Jesse.
They had managed to lube each other with the sucking they were doing, so they got my ass facing the camera while they both ate it. I thought a rim job was great; this was Heavenly. Jesse got Robb’s cock good and slimy as I lay face down on the bed. Robb felt wonderful inside me, picking up the pace and giving me all he had. On the screen, Danny was pushing into James for the first time. James was in pain as he gritted his teeth and balled up the sheets in his fists. His eyes were tightly closed. His cries of pain gradually turned in to sighs now that Danny was all the way in. I was unbelievably horny watching this because Danny screwed me. I knew how it felt. Instructions came over the speakers from James.
“Jesse, time to join Robb and fuck Scott real hard. I want to hear him scream,” James said.
“Sadistic bastard,” I yelled.
“You know you love it Scott,” muttered James.
Robb rearranged the laptop as I sat on Jesse’s very rigid, vertical, love pole with my back to his chest. Robb pushed us flat on the bed and my legs in the air, getting in his licks and pushed his cock into my mouth. I lubed it as well as I could. He then stood beside the bed and eased his rock-hard, cut cock into me on top of Jesse’s larger, uncut cock.
I cried to Jesse, “Hold me tight babes, and tell me you love me.”
I thought I was going to be ripped in two, although there was something very erotic about being squeezed by my lover while watching Robb, the boy that dragged me out of the closet, loving the feel of the underside of his cock sliding against Jesse’s as they alternated massaging my prostate. Thankfully, they were both leaking pre-cum copiously, as was I. It was running down my cock, pooling on my abs. The delirious high pitched moans from Robb were overshadowed by James and Danny. Jesse continued to hold me as he ran his fingers through my hair and nibbled my ear lobe and told me how much he loved me. Robb ran his fingers up and down my inner thighs. Who could think about pain while being loved by two very hot guys?
“Fuck me harder.”
I can’t believe I just said that. I was actively trying to get my ass to take more cock but it had taken all there was. Jesse was lightly stroking me as they verbally coordinated their orgasms. On the computer, Danny’s ass continued to slam his pile-driver into James, who had his eyes closed and a beautiful smile on his face, while Danny rolled the foreskin to and fro over James’ head. Danny was the first at the finish line spewing vulgar language that would make a sailor blush. He pulled out just in time for us to see a thick rope of cum splash on James’ ass. After smiling briefly at the camera, he rammed it back in, obviously firing many more volleys deep inside James’ hungry hole. My momentary sadness at not being able to please James to that extent ended when Robb shouted, “I’m cumming.”
He tried to make it his longest stroke, but he came all the way out, shooting on my balls, but this allowed me to feel Jesse sending his love seed deep inside me. Robb realigned, burying his erupting cock in with Jesse’s, then leaned forward sucking my nipples, making me cum when he squeezed my slippery balls hard. I had another of my full body orgasms and both of them had to hold me tight to keep me from falling off the bed. With all this happening, we almost missed James’ ejaculation as his loads shot vertically and were off the screen most of the time.
“Danny, did he hit the ceiling?” Jesse asked.
“Didn’t miss it by much. It was the furthest distance I’ve ever seen,” Danny said, as James put his hand on Danny’s to stop the masturbation of his sensitive cock.
Danny picked up the laptop and panned around the action scene showing evidence of their fun. The bed was saturated. Robb did the same thing, also doing close-ups of our wilting cocks.
“I hope you guys are still coming tomorrow night because we have some news for you,” I said.
“Do tell,” said Danny.
“We are moving on Friday,” I said.
They moved the laptop on top of the dresser so we could see their faces beam with happiness. We did the same.
“Can I stay down there with you to help?” Danny asked.
“That would be great Danny, because….we are…. shorthanded,” I managed to get out before I buried my face in my hands, quietly sobbing.
To be continued …
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