That won't happen. With the antibiotics, I can shit through the eye of a needle
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That won't happen. With the antibiotics, I can shit through the eye of a needle
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Fantastic update to the story! Beautiful gesture on Vlad's part, in so many ways. What lucky young men.
Hope you are in good form, yourself. Take care and know that your fans await an update when you yourself are up to one!
Hope you are in good form, yourself. Take care and know that your fans await an update when you yourself are up to one!
Oh, so it's PRObiotic Yoghurt and such time.
Got to rebuild those good bacteria in the old gut.
Got to rebuild those good bacteria in the old gut.
Well Sheep, i told you the other day, that i was in no hurry to start to read the new chapter because you told me about your health problem and i knew that chapter 72 will take some time to come. Finally i couldn't wait any more because i knew the story was there and the boys waiting for me to read about them and of course i am not at all disappointed by this chapter. Vlad, who is, unfortunately knowing he wont last long because of his cancer, has made a very nice gift to Scott who was not at all expecting it and that show the love between the 2 of them. All the boys are great and i can't wait for the next chapter to come as soon as you'll get off that pneumonia thing which i hope for you will be soon By the way how is your plumber looking like, sexy one with a nice ass ???
By the way how is your plumber looking like, sexy one with a nice ass ???
Vlad was blown away that Scott got the twins each a credit card and wouldn't accept help. Vlad is feeling better lately. He also felt that Scott was anxious to get the old mahogany launch now because it was a good buy at the end of the season. Vlad has a shrewd business streak which he likely learned from his uncle. Scott sees this and is happy to have him as a "business partner". It's also possible Vlad discovered he had more money in his account because he hasn't been spending so much since moving into the loft.
I will let your imagination construct an image of my plumber. He isn't overweight so there is no plumber's butt issue.
I will let your imagination construct an image of my plumber. He isn't overweight so there is no plumber's butt issue.
Chapter seventy-two
©2011-13 Sheep. All rights reserved. Copyright 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...
We were all pretty tired after the drive and the movie. Aaron had no difficulty convincing us to go to bed after I phoned the boys to see how everything was. How strange. They seemed to be getting along just fine in my absence. I got sandwiched between Aaron and Vlad which suited me just fine. Aaron was in heat and Vlad was very sexy. They both took turns getting me horny, but it wasn’t until Aaron placed my hand on his huge hard cock that my precum started to drip. Aaron wrapped his lips around my love pole.
“You are my superman,” he said.
“I’ve never said I’m superman. What I said is that superman and I have never been seen at the same time.”
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The thing about having sex with one twin is usually you get the other one as well. It’s like a buy one - get one deal which didn’t elicit any complaints from me. In spite of the fact Adam had to go to the campus in the morning to sign more papers, get his photo taken for his ID card, and take part in frosh week, tonight he needed relaxation therapy and vocalized his specific needs, namely to get stuffed, blown, and have a mouthful of dripping cock all at the same time.
Just hearing him mention a dripping cock got mine running like a small river, so after I used my tongue to lube his derriere, I roughly impaled the poor boy on my cock. Vlad slapped Adam’s face and lips several times with his love pole. After he told Adam to say ahhh, he stuffed his ample cut cock into his ample mouth, a trait he shared with his twin, who, by this time was stretching his own mouth around his brother’s ten inches.
“I think you guys should try to coordinate your orgasms. We can do it by moaning our proximity to exploding. If two of you blow at the same time, I’ll cum as well,” Adam said.
Vlad was the first one on the edge, so he pulled out and casually rubbed his cock over Adam’s face until he was under control again.
“Scott is so thick he feels like a torpedo in my ass.”
“That’s because I’m on the edge,” I said.
“Drill me as hard as you can. I love it,” Adam moaned.
I knew how hard he liked it and didn’t disappoint. When I started to shoot, I rimmed Vlad’s tight pink hole, driving him over the edge. Naturally, Aaron went into overdrive, knowing his twin as well as he knew himself, and got a few mouthsful of boycream for his efforts. There was plenty to go around including the creampie oozing out of Adam.
Some college kids liked to get their aerobics by running. We preferred fucking as it got our heart rates up just the same and there was no danger of shin splints. It had the added benefit of making sleep come easily.
“Would you like to walk me to campus in the morning, bro?”
Aaron accepted the invitation with alacrity, giving has twin a tight hug and kiss, and his trademark giggle. They were very close tonight, so Vlad and I scooted to the other side of the bed and became one after a singular kiss.
We woke in the morning with the sound of the shower running, and decided to make us all some breakfast. I wasn’t very familiar with Vlad’s kitchen, but managed to put the coffee on, brewed some green tea for Vlad, and poured some OJ for all of us. Vlad retrieved the Noni juice and all of his vitamins, getting them ready to swallow with breakfast. The twins joined us as Vlad was ready to cook the scrambled eggs. Adam and Aaron dressed the same in cargo shorts and white T’s. Adam’s tan improved since he left work, so they looked as identical as possible. During breakfast, Adam confessed that he was nervous starting university.
“Don’t worry about it. In a few weeks it’ll feel like home,” I said.
Adam slipped his charged laptop and paperwork into its leather case and grabbed his keys.
“I have no idea when I will be home. I’ll phone you when I’m leaving,” Adam said.
“I may walk over to Le Cordon Bleu to introduce myself, and to see if I can get a job bussing for the next month until the course begins,” Aaron said.
“You both might want to see if you can find a roommate,” I suggested.
We all had a group hug as they were leaving. I looked at Vlad who was obviously feeling something emotional, but I couldn’t tell for sure because my tear ducts flooded. We held each other tightly, feeling like mom and dad when the teens were off to university. The twins were part of our lives as much as any of our team mates, and even though they were the same age as most of us, I thought of them as our kids.
Vlad and I decided we could go back to bed for awhile, where we cuddled and fell asleep quickly. The next thing we knew was Aaron jumping on us with a big smile.
“I have a job at the school’s restaurant starting Thursday night. I’ll be washing dishes and later bussing, but the really big news I hope, is that the school linked me up with a roommate. I have Olivier’s Skype and we will talk this afternoon. Paris is six hours ahead, so his parents will be at work,” Aaron said.
We both hugged him to congratulate him for a seemingly successful morning.
“I guess we should clean at least one of the bedrooms so you can show it to him on Skype,” Vlad said.
Vlad got some garbage bags to toss the leftover clothes in; I cleaned windows; Aaron manned the vacuum cleaner, and within an hour the apartment looked pretty good and would translate into excellent on a video cam. The suitcases and sewing machines and bags of clothes all fit into the closet of one of the rooms. I noticed on our walk-through that I had forgotten the mirrors in the bathrooms so I cleaned them.
I checked for rooms to let and apartments to share both in the paper and online. I got Vlad to help because I didn’t know Ottawa. There wasn’t much to be had but we got a pretty good idea of what to expect, which would take care of the maintenance fee and property tax with enough left over to feed the twins. Speaking of feeding them, someone suggested we all go out in the car and do a big shop to fill the cupboards and freezer and grab some lunch while we were out.
“There is a great sub shop a couple of blocks from here. It isn’t one of the chains, so the guy that owns it with his wife also makes the sandwiches. I live off them,” Vlad said.
Aaron made a shopping list and we took off, with Aaron behind the wheel. When we approached the top of the garage ramp his phone rang, so he parked at the top.
“Do you know enough to balance your cheque book after the first day?” Aaron asked, as he talked so that we could all hear the reply.
“Asshole, we didn’t have classes today. We walked the campus, I went to Student Accounts to verify the deposit into my account, and I made arrangements to try out for the swim team,” Adam said.
“We were just going to get lunch-- care to join us?”
“Where can we find you?”
“In front of the Demarais Building. Are you driving?” Adam asked.
“Yes, that’s the curved building, right?”
“Hurry, I’m starving!”
A few minutes later, we rolled to a stop and Adam hopped in.
“Wow, I was reading a plaque on the building that the money was given by an alumnus, Paul Demarais. He must be wealthy,” Adam said.
I stared out the side window hoping neither connected the initial “P” with the name. Vlad directed Aaron to the sub shop, where we went in and placed our orders. Vlad was correct. The buns were fresh and they were generous with the fillings. I told Vlad we needed to go to the Liquor store to get some empty cartons for the Scotch, so we stopped in there before doing the shopping.
The supermarket wasn’t that far away and it was huge. We started at the meat counter getting a good supply of chicken breasts, some steaks, pork chops and bacon. We bought a minimum of frozen veggies as Vlad said we could shop at the market for fresh produce. Naturally we picked up cleaning supplies, detergent for the dishwasher and dozens of other items which you don’t realize you need until you run out of them like Ramen noodles, canned soup, pasta, and bread. Aaron bought butter and flour to make puff pastry which he planned to keep in the freezer until he needed it. I suspected he planned to seduce Olivier with food. He picked up parchment paper which is used in baking, muffin liners, icing sugar, brown sugar, maple syrup, cream cheese, carrots, cinnamon, nutmeg, and vanilla extract. God only knows what he planned to do with it all.
“Can we hurry up with the shopping? I’m supposed to Skype Paris soon, Aaron said.
After the twins unpacked the food, Vlad and I sorted through the Scotch, putting the bottles that were at least one-quarter full in the cartons, and placed the cartons in the hall closet. There were only a few bottles remaining and we had 2 nights ahead of us. The rest we could leave behind. We would have one big collection when we got this home, adding it to Caul’s office and home bar, and now Vlad’s uncle’s stash.
Adam zipped into the ensuite bathroom to take a shower; Aaron entered the info on his iMac and pressed send. A moment later a very pleasant voice confirmed he was “Oliv.” I couldn’t even follow the conversation, even though they were speaking slowly and distinctly. Oliv switched to English and what he knew was fine but there were a lot of ah’s while he tried to think of English expressions. Aaron introduced me and Vlad on screen. Oliv was really cute, with black emo hair, thin, wearing an Indochine T-shirt, skinny jeans, and eye makeup. As I was trying to determine if I saw a big bulge, Adam exited the shower and stood beside his brother to be introduced, oblivious to the fact he was nude, and plumped up from the hot shower. Oliv turned red, but stood up showing off the outline of his quite respectable cock. Aaron swiveled the monitor around to give Oliv a better view of the room and the view outside.
“I can call you back on my twin’s Mac Book Pro so I can show you your room and the kitchen, laundry, bathroom and living area. It’s air conditioned too,” Aaron said.
“As well, I use Apple computer and iPhone. We should use Facetime,” Olivier suggested.
We left the two of them alone in case Oliv had any personal questions. I heard Aaron talking monthly fees. Apparently he was keen on sharing the apartment and asked if he could get photos to show to his parents. They exchanged phone numbers, email addresses, and mailing addresses, and Aaron promised to contact him the next day.
Vlad read my mind and poured us some Glenkinchie, finishing off the bottle. Our method of selection was to use up the bottle with the least in it, so we could recycle the bottle. We didn’t really know how the guys would handle the food. I think Aaron, and Oliv will be fed at the school. Adam, with college and work might have to fend for himself unless his brother brought doggie bags home. In any event, there was plenty of cupboard space in which to place it and the fridge was mammoth.
I needed to call the insurance guy about the launch insurance, and take photos of the condo while we still had daylight. I opted for the photos first, using the tripod and one of the portable “fill” lights and a hand-held strobe. I even went to the ground floor and photographed the lobby and entrance. After uploading them to Aperture on my Mac laptop, I called the insurance guy. I emailed him the pictures and the original invoice from 1950, and the engine rebuild invoice from the marina, and numb-nut’s invoice for the hull, transom and mahogany plank restoration.
“Oh my gosh Scott. That boat is immaculate. You are a very lucky guy to have found one so nice that’s for sale. Without researching more, I can insure it for $25,000. We can put on an escalation clause so the policy keeps up with inflation,” he said.
“That would be fine. If anything catastrophic happens, I can’t find a replacement, so the value is moot,” I said.
“Take this confirmation number. It binds the policy until we can get out an invoice and get your payment,” he said.
I thanked him, telling him I’d be in touch in the spring for insurance on my new Monterey V8.
“That blue Monterey was a nice boat. Why did you sell it?” he asked.
“I didn’t want to look at it after our friend drowned in a waterskiing accident.”
“Scott, I’m in shock. I didn’t see a claim come through. When did you send it?”
“All I see when I think of that boat is two of my friends performing CPR on Caul on the floor of the boat with one of his teenage twins witnessing the death,” I said.
“You do realize the maximum payout for accidental death is the same as your car -- one million dollars?”
“There were so many things going on. Having to make the decision to take him off life support was pretty traumatic. Maybe there was a miscommunication between me and my lawyer. Could you send me a claim form by email because, as executor, I’ve put the twins in school in Ottawa and we are here right now,” I sputtered.
This was becoming a full time job. I didn’t even know who was entitled to that million -- me or the twins, but I suspected it was me.
Aaron snapped me out of it when he sat beside me asking if I thought it would be okay if they had sex with Oliv.
“Babes, I don’t want to rain on your parade, but sometimes it’s not a good idea to get your meat where you get your bread,” I said.
“Huh?”
“Say you are working with some hottie. You get a hard-on whenever he brushes up against you. Do you quietly arrange to shag him after work and have a great time, only to find out he felt guilty, couldn’t look you in the eye and eventually reported the incident to the HR department? It could cost you your job. Kevin had the intelligence to wait until your bro “retired” from the bank. Even so, we set him up. I think you need to discuss it before it happens. You don’t know him. Perhaps he would be so uncomfortable afterwards that he would want to leave. I’m playing devils advocate because I, too, want to stuff my thick cock all the way in his ass. What I’m saying is be careful. You need his rent money. You would be better off just looking hot and let him be the aggressor,” I said.
“Are the photos ready?”
“I got sidetracked. I’ll do that now if you get that cute butt into the kitchen and get some dinner underway.”
I edited the photos, producing eight really good ones and emailed them to Aaron, who was working on a rice and shrimp dish. I took a picture of him flipping the shrimp in a skillet, a skill I don’t have. Vlad called Ryan. They carried on like teens in love, but I did hear Vlad asking him about the Mercury. His eyes rolled and frankly, I didn’t know how to interpret the reaction. They discussed a date for the wedding, which was the one for the pig roast, which is ideal. Adam crashed on the couch after a day of walking the campus. I hope he was dreaming of tonight because he had pitched a tent, which I photographed, then edited those photos and emailed them to Aaron.
“Orders up,” Aaron shouted.
Vlad ended his phone call and I woke Adam, who was intent on me relieving some pressure in his nether region.
“Let’s save it for dessert,” I said.
Dinner, as usual was fabulous. I served a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc.
“So Vlad, what did Ryan say about the Merc? Does he want it?” I asked.
“He said it would be nice to have around in the dead of winter but he didn’t have the money to insure it or repair it if anything went wrong. He did say they have a huge garage which holds four cars so you could put the convertible in there when the weather gets ugly,” Vlad said.
“What do you think of leaving the Mercury in Ottawa for the boys? They could drive home for the wedding and for Christmas if Adam doesn’t have to work. They could bring Oliv to be with our family for the holidays, and take the train or fly back to Ottawa,” I said.
“I was thinking the same. I’ll leave the car in my name and make sure the insurance covers everyone.”
“I looked up the black book wholesale and you were right. You could get $2,000 on a trade, so at your age, the collision insurance would be ridiculous. Drive safely and you can keep that car going for years. It would, however, be a good idea to get your G2 Exit so you have a full, unrestricted license. Are you confident enough to try it now, like tomorrow because it might be easier to take it in Ottawa than Toronto?” I asked.
“Like if they can fit me in, I’m ready, mother.”
“Call the ministry first thing in the morning. If you get your Exit, I will insure the truck for everybody,” I said.
We turned on the TV but as usual there was nothing worth watching so we cuddled. When Aaron started licking my package through my pants, I figured it was a good time to call it an early night but first I needed to call the loft, and talk to Jesse who I missed terribly. We had been having some difficulties in our relationship for which I take full blame. I think he resented my spending so much time with the twins, however, that should cease to be a problem with them living in Ottawa now. Jesse’s the guy I’m in love with; if he wants our relationship to be monogamous, I’m obliged to give him that. He is the guy who rendered me speechless when we first met in the shower room. I’ve never been able to conceal anything from Jesse. He knew I loved him the day we met. I get wet thinking of hugging his quads and kissing his little head, but with so many hot guys around in our bed, I fear getting ready to climax when we wank each other, screaming “Aaron, I love you”.
Speaking of Aaron, he extricated himself from all of the body parts, making his way into the kitchen to make puff pastry, I assumed. Maybe he would make something for the cottage!
I went into the bedroom to use the phone where I could focus. Bambi answered, “Scott’s red light loft, how may I direct your call?”
“I’m here, so don’t blame me for the loft’s questionable heritage. How are you doing, Robb”?
“Marvy, of course. I was helping out on the Genius Bar at the store on Monday. I learned so much. I got to sell a couple of laptops which I managed to up-sell, making the boss happy. Are you getting reamed out by the twins, you lucky stiff?” Robb asked.
“I’ll never tell because I’ve learned there are two reliable methods of communication; telephone and tell Robb. Our policy is to never confirm rampant rumours, but you can guess and probably be right. Actually, Vlad and I have been close this trip. Is Jesse there?”
“Yeah, I’ll take the phone to him.”
“Yeah mate,”
“Hows my true blue lover?” I asked.
“You know Scott, when you say something in Aussie slang, I remember why I’m in love with you. I was sitting here feeling a little homesick for me mates, and then you say something like that and I realize how much better off I am here than at home. I’m really looking forward to being with you this weekend. Can we sleep together at least one night? I really miss your arm around me or your hand on my ass. I’m boned right now thinking about it and I know you are too, or you bloody well better be,” Jesse said.
“I am, and a bit wet. How are Danny and Brad getting along?” I asked.
“We don’t see them all the time because they alternate between Brad’s and our loft. I’m dying to see him on the rings and high bar. His body is hard everywhere, and he loves being felt up, and Danny is cool with sharing now,” Jesse said.
“Can I assume everyone is still coming to the cottage on Friday?” I asked.
“Yes, unless one of us gets called in to work. Do you want us to make anything for dinner?” Jesse asked.
“Robb makes good spaghetti and you could bring enough steaks from the freezer and we’ll have either sammiches or tube steaks for lunch and we’re good,” I said.
We said our goodbyes with a dozen “I love you” kisses tossed in until we were together. I told Jesse that we had to get up early because Vlad wanted to try his G2 Exit so he would be able to drive with passengers when it’s dark, which will be most of the time in a couple of months. I felt a little awkward with the big wet spot on my pants.
Vlad was sipping some green tea while discussing plans with Aaron about Vlad’s upcoming wedding.
“I insist on making your wedding cake. Just tell me how many guests, and whether you want traditional fruitcake with white icing or American style white cake. Keep in mind the fruitcake transports much better, a little piece goes a long way and besides it sounds more appropriate, but this is all dependent on using your car to drive to Toronto,” Aaron said, with his characteristic giggle.
“I talked to Ryan and he said he wouldn’t need the car until Christmas, so you guys can drive home for the wedding and for Christmas break, and then either fly back or take the train,” Vlad said.
“Cool. I was going to make puff pastry but I think I’ll bake you some carrot cake muffins with maple cream cheese icing. They will be easier to transport,” Aaron said.
I’m going to make something too but I need to pick up some sheep’s milk Feta cheese while I’m out tomorrow. Saganaki cheese is flambéed at the table with brandy or ouzo (sometimes with a shout of "opa!"), and the flame’s then extinguished with a squeeze of fresh lemon juice. It’s called "flaming saganaki. Do you have some brandy at the cottage?” Vlad asked.
“There is almost a full bottle. I leave it there for the winter in case we snowmobile in,” I said.
“Okay you guys, I’m going to bake the muffins tonight and ice them tomorrow when I have all the ingredients. Vlad, if you’re getting up early, you should get some sleep,” Aaron said.
“Geesh, I have two mothers now. At least I love the both of you more than my real mother. Actually, I think I will study for the drivers exam,” Vlad said.
“I’ll keep Adam company until you guys join us, then it’s every man for himself,” I chuckled.
I gave Vlad and Aaron a full on frontal hug and sustained it just long enough to promote blood collection “down there.” After I brushed my teeth, I stripped, and slipped in beside Adam, stroking his perfect smooth body and licking his small nipples until they were hard enough to cut glass. When our tongues met, that river started flowing again. I saturated every inch of Adam and then we frotted. Adam was getting really turned on because his precum was leaking out as fast as mine. As this might be the last night to do anything with Adam, I scooped up a handful of mine and spread it over his glans and rubbed it in circles to his moans and then tried to push my little finger in his pee hole. His moans spoke louder than words.
“Do it to mine, babes. Your fingers are smaller. See how far in it will go, but let me suck your finger first,” I said.
After that, Adam scooped up plenty of his precum and rubbed it into my pee hole, going a little deeper every time. The feeling was intense but rather than trying to stop him, I pressed his hand down further to tell him I wanted more. That’s when he guided my finger back to his.
“Press as hard as you feel like; if I think it’s going to damage me, I’ll tell you to stop,” he said.
Our tongues were doing their love dance in each other’s mouths, coaxing more precum flow.
“It’s going to be awhile before we can do anything just for us again. What do you want to do?” Adam asked.
“I want to suck you for awhile, but I’m open to other suggestions.”
“As long as I can suck you at the same time. Being held in your big arms and stroked would be sensational too,” he said.
I really wanted to pleasure the boy with my mouth and tongue so I rearranged our positions and went at him like eating an ice cream cone on a hot day, except it wasn’t ice cream running over my fingers. It was, however, finger licking good.
“I need to cum so bad, Scott, that my balls hurt. Can I fuck you hard?”
“Mhmm, and squeeze my nuts hard too. Really hard. I love that.”
Adam got my hole lubed with his tongue. I was putty in his hands. I guess it hurt when he slammed his huge cock up my ass, but the squeezing action on my balls had my pain and pleasure centre so fucked up, I’d be a mess if he stopped. It reminded me of the first time Danny screwed me. I sure had changed a lot in a month. My mind drifted past reasonable limits, and I was entertaining the idea of having the twins double fuck me. I mean way past. It was a requirement in my filthy mind to have these gorgeous twins crammed in my ass hammering away like a leaky jackhammer. Adam was doing a fabulous job massaging my prostate with his huge smooth head, but having my sweet Aaron squeezing out his lube into a rather confined space was the icing on the cake.
I heard the oven timer sound so I wasn’t surprised that Aaron came into the bedroom a couple of minutes later.
“Do you guys want some privacy? I can come back, you know.”
“Get your lips over to my face, Aaron. I want you to join Adam in my ass. I don’t care how bad it hurts, I just know I need it. Where is Vlad?” I asked.
“He is studying.”
“Get undressed, and bring me a towel for me to bite on,” I said.
He stripped, and after pulling his undies off and sniffing them, he pressed the bulged out pouch to my nose, sending me into orbit. I licked his head and foreskin, and even his balls and was rewarded with his first little squirt of precum. By this time Adam ceased thrusting, so I tongued Aaron’s boyhole to get him horny. After that he got the lube and covered all surfaces. I sat on Adam’s and he pulled me back down to his chest with his arms around me tightly. Aaron’s snake slithered slowly into me as we contacted as much of our bodies as possible together. Then our tongues danced, and we were all 100% hard. Adam, in his position wasn’t able to thrust with the same athleticism as was his norm, but Aaron was going deeper and faster. When I thought the pain was too great, I took a deep sniff of Aaron’s undies, and I became dizzy with lust.
“Aaron, fuck me harder, but try to coordinate with Adam. It would be perfect if you both started shooting in me at the same time,” I said.
I was in sexual overload and couldn’t hold out much longer. More important was the sensual and the love. We had an unbreakable bond. We would miss each other, but if our love was as strong as it felt, our relationship would continue to grow even stronger. The main thing is that the twins were getting a good education for which Vlad and I were willing to put up the money, but as things worked out, other factors provided the funding.
In stereo, I heard “I’m going to cum”. I squeezed my butt muscles and felt alternating shots of cum inside me as Aaron and I kissed, making me shoot more than I ever had. Adam nibbled my ear, telling me it was his new “best”.
“How could you take both of us? Wasn’t it really painful?” Aaron asked.
“I concentrated on our love and figured this wasn’t such a bad trade-off.”
Just then, Vlad came in.
“It smells like a French whorehouse in here.”
“You shouldn’t be hanging out around those places. Get naked and fuck me. I don’t need any lube,” I said.
“I see that. There is a stream of cum running out of your hole. Let’s do it in the shower,” Vlad said.
He cupped his hand over my ass and walked me to the bathroom, turned on the shower and we got in.
“I need it rough, babes.”
I sucked the boy to get him wet, then he faced me against the wall and slammed into me as he kissed my neck. He made me rock hard, even after what I’d been through.
“Just thinking about those well endowed twins double penetrating you has me so horny, I need to cum already,” Vlad said.
“Ram it in as deep as you can. Make me your bitch.”
I think his hips were moving at the speed of sound as he hugged me tightly and jerked my cock which was hard again.
“Unngh, I’m shooting deep inside you. Can you fuck me too?” he asked.
“Yeah, pull out and shoot it on my cock. I’ll use your slippery cum as lube to fuck you,” I said.
Vlad must have been horny because he still had 4 or 5 ropes of jizz to shoot. I didn’t waste any time sliding my thick cock into Vlad.
“Were you thinking about the twins when you fucked me?” I asked.
“I don’t know if I should tell you.”
“Why would you want to keep something secret from me now, Vlad?” I asked.
“Okay but don’t ever tell anyone. It’s really weird. It’s like I’m in bed with you and Ryan and you are having wild sex with him, and I’m so hot I can cum hands free. After I shoot in his mouth, the three of us spoon together and sleep really well. Like I said, it’s weird,” Vlad said.
to be continued …
©2011-13 Sheep. All rights reserved. Copyright 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...
We were all pretty tired after the drive and the movie. Aaron had no difficulty convincing us to go to bed after I phoned the boys to see how everything was. How strange. They seemed to be getting along just fine in my absence. I got sandwiched between Aaron and Vlad which suited me just fine. Aaron was in heat and Vlad was very sexy. They both took turns getting me horny, but it wasn’t until Aaron placed my hand on his huge hard cock that my precum started to drip. Aaron wrapped his lips around my love pole.
“You are my superman,” he said.
“I’ve never said I’m superman. What I said is that superman and I have never been seen at the same time.”
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The thing about having sex with one twin is usually you get the other one as well. It’s like a buy one - get one deal which didn’t elicit any complaints from me. In spite of the fact Adam had to go to the campus in the morning to sign more papers, get his photo taken for his ID card, and take part in frosh week, tonight he needed relaxation therapy and vocalized his specific needs, namely to get stuffed, blown, and have a mouthful of dripping cock all at the same time.
Just hearing him mention a dripping cock got mine running like a small river, so after I used my tongue to lube his derriere, I roughly impaled the poor boy on my cock. Vlad slapped Adam’s face and lips several times with his love pole. After he told Adam to say ahhh, he stuffed his ample cut cock into his ample mouth, a trait he shared with his twin, who, by this time was stretching his own mouth around his brother’s ten inches.
“I think you guys should try to coordinate your orgasms. We can do it by moaning our proximity to exploding. If two of you blow at the same time, I’ll cum as well,” Adam said.
Vlad was the first one on the edge, so he pulled out and casually rubbed his cock over Adam’s face until he was under control again.
“Scott is so thick he feels like a torpedo in my ass.”
“That’s because I’m on the edge,” I said.
“Drill me as hard as you can. I love it,” Adam moaned.
I knew how hard he liked it and didn’t disappoint. When I started to shoot, I rimmed Vlad’s tight pink hole, driving him over the edge. Naturally, Aaron went into overdrive, knowing his twin as well as he knew himself, and got a few mouthsful of boycream for his efforts. There was plenty to go around including the creampie oozing out of Adam.
Some college kids liked to get their aerobics by running. We preferred fucking as it got our heart rates up just the same and there was no danger of shin splints. It had the added benefit of making sleep come easily.
“Would you like to walk me to campus in the morning, bro?”
Aaron accepted the invitation with alacrity, giving has twin a tight hug and kiss, and his trademark giggle. They were very close tonight, so Vlad and I scooted to the other side of the bed and became one after a singular kiss.
We woke in the morning with the sound of the shower running, and decided to make us all some breakfast. I wasn’t very familiar with Vlad’s kitchen, but managed to put the coffee on, brewed some green tea for Vlad, and poured some OJ for all of us. Vlad retrieved the Noni juice and all of his vitamins, getting them ready to swallow with breakfast. The twins joined us as Vlad was ready to cook the scrambled eggs. Adam and Aaron dressed the same in cargo shorts and white T’s. Adam’s tan improved since he left work, so they looked as identical as possible. During breakfast, Adam confessed that he was nervous starting university.
“Don’t worry about it. In a few weeks it’ll feel like home,” I said.
Adam slipped his charged laptop and paperwork into its leather case and grabbed his keys.
“I have no idea when I will be home. I’ll phone you when I’m leaving,” Adam said.
“I may walk over to Le Cordon Bleu to introduce myself, and to see if I can get a job bussing for the next month until the course begins,” Aaron said.
“You both might want to see if you can find a roommate,” I suggested.
We all had a group hug as they were leaving. I looked at Vlad who was obviously feeling something emotional, but I couldn’t tell for sure because my tear ducts flooded. We held each other tightly, feeling like mom and dad when the teens were off to university. The twins were part of our lives as much as any of our team mates, and even though they were the same age as most of us, I thought of them as our kids.
Vlad and I decided we could go back to bed for awhile, where we cuddled and fell asleep quickly. The next thing we knew was Aaron jumping on us with a big smile.
“I have a job at the school’s restaurant starting Thursday night. I’ll be washing dishes and later bussing, but the really big news I hope, is that the school linked me up with a roommate. I have Olivier’s Skype and we will talk this afternoon. Paris is six hours ahead, so his parents will be at work,” Aaron said.
We both hugged him to congratulate him for a seemingly successful morning.
“I guess we should clean at least one of the bedrooms so you can show it to him on Skype,” Vlad said.
Vlad got some garbage bags to toss the leftover clothes in; I cleaned windows; Aaron manned the vacuum cleaner, and within an hour the apartment looked pretty good and would translate into excellent on a video cam. The suitcases and sewing machines and bags of clothes all fit into the closet of one of the rooms. I noticed on our walk-through that I had forgotten the mirrors in the bathrooms so I cleaned them.
I checked for rooms to let and apartments to share both in the paper and online. I got Vlad to help because I didn’t know Ottawa. There wasn’t much to be had but we got a pretty good idea of what to expect, which would take care of the maintenance fee and property tax with enough left over to feed the twins. Speaking of feeding them, someone suggested we all go out in the car and do a big shop to fill the cupboards and freezer and grab some lunch while we were out.
“There is a great sub shop a couple of blocks from here. It isn’t one of the chains, so the guy that owns it with his wife also makes the sandwiches. I live off them,” Vlad said.
Aaron made a shopping list and we took off, with Aaron behind the wheel. When we approached the top of the garage ramp his phone rang, so he parked at the top.
“Do you know enough to balance your cheque book after the first day?” Aaron asked, as he talked so that we could all hear the reply.
“Asshole, we didn’t have classes today. We walked the campus, I went to Student Accounts to verify the deposit into my account, and I made arrangements to try out for the swim team,” Adam said.
“We were just going to get lunch-- care to join us?”
“Where can we find you?”
“In front of the Demarais Building. Are you driving?” Adam asked.
“Yes, that’s the curved building, right?”
“Hurry, I’m starving!”
A few minutes later, we rolled to a stop and Adam hopped in.
“Wow, I was reading a plaque on the building that the money was given by an alumnus, Paul Demarais. He must be wealthy,” Adam said.
I stared out the side window hoping neither connected the initial “P” with the name. Vlad directed Aaron to the sub shop, where we went in and placed our orders. Vlad was correct. The buns were fresh and they were generous with the fillings. I told Vlad we needed to go to the Liquor store to get some empty cartons for the Scotch, so we stopped in there before doing the shopping.
The supermarket wasn’t that far away and it was huge. We started at the meat counter getting a good supply of chicken breasts, some steaks, pork chops and bacon. We bought a minimum of frozen veggies as Vlad said we could shop at the market for fresh produce. Naturally we picked up cleaning supplies, detergent for the dishwasher and dozens of other items which you don’t realize you need until you run out of them like Ramen noodles, canned soup, pasta, and bread. Aaron bought butter and flour to make puff pastry which he planned to keep in the freezer until he needed it. I suspected he planned to seduce Olivier with food. He picked up parchment paper which is used in baking, muffin liners, icing sugar, brown sugar, maple syrup, cream cheese, carrots, cinnamon, nutmeg, and vanilla extract. God only knows what he planned to do with it all.
“Can we hurry up with the shopping? I’m supposed to Skype Paris soon, Aaron said.
After the twins unpacked the food, Vlad and I sorted through the Scotch, putting the bottles that were at least one-quarter full in the cartons, and placed the cartons in the hall closet. There were only a few bottles remaining and we had 2 nights ahead of us. The rest we could leave behind. We would have one big collection when we got this home, adding it to Caul’s office and home bar, and now Vlad’s uncle’s stash.
Adam zipped into the ensuite bathroom to take a shower; Aaron entered the info on his iMac and pressed send. A moment later a very pleasant voice confirmed he was “Oliv.” I couldn’t even follow the conversation, even though they were speaking slowly and distinctly. Oliv switched to English and what he knew was fine but there were a lot of ah’s while he tried to think of English expressions. Aaron introduced me and Vlad on screen. Oliv was really cute, with black emo hair, thin, wearing an Indochine T-shirt, skinny jeans, and eye makeup. As I was trying to determine if I saw a big bulge, Adam exited the shower and stood beside his brother to be introduced, oblivious to the fact he was nude, and plumped up from the hot shower. Oliv turned red, but stood up showing off the outline of his quite respectable cock. Aaron swiveled the monitor around to give Oliv a better view of the room and the view outside.
“I can call you back on my twin’s Mac Book Pro so I can show you your room and the kitchen, laundry, bathroom and living area. It’s air conditioned too,” Aaron said.
“As well, I use Apple computer and iPhone. We should use Facetime,” Olivier suggested.
We left the two of them alone in case Oliv had any personal questions. I heard Aaron talking monthly fees. Apparently he was keen on sharing the apartment and asked if he could get photos to show to his parents. They exchanged phone numbers, email addresses, and mailing addresses, and Aaron promised to contact him the next day.
Vlad read my mind and poured us some Glenkinchie, finishing off the bottle. Our method of selection was to use up the bottle with the least in it, so we could recycle the bottle. We didn’t really know how the guys would handle the food. I think Aaron, and Oliv will be fed at the school. Adam, with college and work might have to fend for himself unless his brother brought doggie bags home. In any event, there was plenty of cupboard space in which to place it and the fridge was mammoth.
I needed to call the insurance guy about the launch insurance, and take photos of the condo while we still had daylight. I opted for the photos first, using the tripod and one of the portable “fill” lights and a hand-held strobe. I even went to the ground floor and photographed the lobby and entrance. After uploading them to Aperture on my Mac laptop, I called the insurance guy. I emailed him the pictures and the original invoice from 1950, and the engine rebuild invoice from the marina, and numb-nut’s invoice for the hull, transom and mahogany plank restoration.
“Oh my gosh Scott. That boat is immaculate. You are a very lucky guy to have found one so nice that’s for sale. Without researching more, I can insure it for $25,000. We can put on an escalation clause so the policy keeps up with inflation,” he said.
“That would be fine. If anything catastrophic happens, I can’t find a replacement, so the value is moot,” I said.
“Take this confirmation number. It binds the policy until we can get out an invoice and get your payment,” he said.
I thanked him, telling him I’d be in touch in the spring for insurance on my new Monterey V8.
“That blue Monterey was a nice boat. Why did you sell it?” he asked.
“I didn’t want to look at it after our friend drowned in a waterskiing accident.”
“Scott, I’m in shock. I didn’t see a claim come through. When did you send it?”
“All I see when I think of that boat is two of my friends performing CPR on Caul on the floor of the boat with one of his teenage twins witnessing the death,” I said.
“You do realize the maximum payout for accidental death is the same as your car -- one million dollars?”
“There were so many things going on. Having to make the decision to take him off life support was pretty traumatic. Maybe there was a miscommunication between me and my lawyer. Could you send me a claim form by email because, as executor, I’ve put the twins in school in Ottawa and we are here right now,” I sputtered.
This was becoming a full time job. I didn’t even know who was entitled to that million -- me or the twins, but I suspected it was me.
Aaron snapped me out of it when he sat beside me asking if I thought it would be okay if they had sex with Oliv.
“Babes, I don’t want to rain on your parade, but sometimes it’s not a good idea to get your meat where you get your bread,” I said.
“Huh?”
“Say you are working with some hottie. You get a hard-on whenever he brushes up against you. Do you quietly arrange to shag him after work and have a great time, only to find out he felt guilty, couldn’t look you in the eye and eventually reported the incident to the HR department? It could cost you your job. Kevin had the intelligence to wait until your bro “retired” from the bank. Even so, we set him up. I think you need to discuss it before it happens. You don’t know him. Perhaps he would be so uncomfortable afterwards that he would want to leave. I’m playing devils advocate because I, too, want to stuff my thick cock all the way in his ass. What I’m saying is be careful. You need his rent money. You would be better off just looking hot and let him be the aggressor,” I said.
“Are the photos ready?”
“I got sidetracked. I’ll do that now if you get that cute butt into the kitchen and get some dinner underway.”
I edited the photos, producing eight really good ones and emailed them to Aaron, who was working on a rice and shrimp dish. I took a picture of him flipping the shrimp in a skillet, a skill I don’t have. Vlad called Ryan. They carried on like teens in love, but I did hear Vlad asking him about the Mercury. His eyes rolled and frankly, I didn’t know how to interpret the reaction. They discussed a date for the wedding, which was the one for the pig roast, which is ideal. Adam crashed on the couch after a day of walking the campus. I hope he was dreaming of tonight because he had pitched a tent, which I photographed, then edited those photos and emailed them to Aaron.
“Orders up,” Aaron shouted.
Vlad ended his phone call and I woke Adam, who was intent on me relieving some pressure in his nether region.
“Let’s save it for dessert,” I said.
Dinner, as usual was fabulous. I served a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc.
“So Vlad, what did Ryan say about the Merc? Does he want it?” I asked.
“He said it would be nice to have around in the dead of winter but he didn’t have the money to insure it or repair it if anything went wrong. He did say they have a huge garage which holds four cars so you could put the convertible in there when the weather gets ugly,” Vlad said.
“What do you think of leaving the Mercury in Ottawa for the boys? They could drive home for the wedding and for Christmas if Adam doesn’t have to work. They could bring Oliv to be with our family for the holidays, and take the train or fly back to Ottawa,” I said.
“I was thinking the same. I’ll leave the car in my name and make sure the insurance covers everyone.”
“I looked up the black book wholesale and you were right. You could get $2,000 on a trade, so at your age, the collision insurance would be ridiculous. Drive safely and you can keep that car going for years. It would, however, be a good idea to get your G2 Exit so you have a full, unrestricted license. Are you confident enough to try it now, like tomorrow because it might be easier to take it in Ottawa than Toronto?” I asked.
“Like if they can fit me in, I’m ready, mother.”
“Call the ministry first thing in the morning. If you get your Exit, I will insure the truck for everybody,” I said.
We turned on the TV but as usual there was nothing worth watching so we cuddled. When Aaron started licking my package through my pants, I figured it was a good time to call it an early night but first I needed to call the loft, and talk to Jesse who I missed terribly. We had been having some difficulties in our relationship for which I take full blame. I think he resented my spending so much time with the twins, however, that should cease to be a problem with them living in Ottawa now. Jesse’s the guy I’m in love with; if he wants our relationship to be monogamous, I’m obliged to give him that. He is the guy who rendered me speechless when we first met in the shower room. I’ve never been able to conceal anything from Jesse. He knew I loved him the day we met. I get wet thinking of hugging his quads and kissing his little head, but with so many hot guys around in our bed, I fear getting ready to climax when we wank each other, screaming “Aaron, I love you”.
Speaking of Aaron, he extricated himself from all of the body parts, making his way into the kitchen to make puff pastry, I assumed. Maybe he would make something for the cottage!
I went into the bedroom to use the phone where I could focus. Bambi answered, “Scott’s red light loft, how may I direct your call?”
“I’m here, so don’t blame me for the loft’s questionable heritage. How are you doing, Robb”?
“Marvy, of course. I was helping out on the Genius Bar at the store on Monday. I learned so much. I got to sell a couple of laptops which I managed to up-sell, making the boss happy. Are you getting reamed out by the twins, you lucky stiff?” Robb asked.
“I’ll never tell because I’ve learned there are two reliable methods of communication; telephone and tell Robb. Our policy is to never confirm rampant rumours, but you can guess and probably be right. Actually, Vlad and I have been close this trip. Is Jesse there?”
“Yeah, I’ll take the phone to him.”
“Yeah mate,”
“Hows my true blue lover?” I asked.
“You know Scott, when you say something in Aussie slang, I remember why I’m in love with you. I was sitting here feeling a little homesick for me mates, and then you say something like that and I realize how much better off I am here than at home. I’m really looking forward to being with you this weekend. Can we sleep together at least one night? I really miss your arm around me or your hand on my ass. I’m boned right now thinking about it and I know you are too, or you bloody well better be,” Jesse said.
“I am, and a bit wet. How are Danny and Brad getting along?” I asked.
“We don’t see them all the time because they alternate between Brad’s and our loft. I’m dying to see him on the rings and high bar. His body is hard everywhere, and he loves being felt up, and Danny is cool with sharing now,” Jesse said.
“Can I assume everyone is still coming to the cottage on Friday?” I asked.
“Yes, unless one of us gets called in to work. Do you want us to make anything for dinner?” Jesse asked.
“Robb makes good spaghetti and you could bring enough steaks from the freezer and we’ll have either sammiches or tube steaks for lunch and we’re good,” I said.
We said our goodbyes with a dozen “I love you” kisses tossed in until we were together. I told Jesse that we had to get up early because Vlad wanted to try his G2 Exit so he would be able to drive with passengers when it’s dark, which will be most of the time in a couple of months. I felt a little awkward with the big wet spot on my pants.
Vlad was sipping some green tea while discussing plans with Aaron about Vlad’s upcoming wedding.
“I insist on making your wedding cake. Just tell me how many guests, and whether you want traditional fruitcake with white icing or American style white cake. Keep in mind the fruitcake transports much better, a little piece goes a long way and besides it sounds more appropriate, but this is all dependent on using your car to drive to Toronto,” Aaron said, with his characteristic giggle.
“I talked to Ryan and he said he wouldn’t need the car until Christmas, so you guys can drive home for the wedding and for Christmas break, and then either fly back or take the train,” Vlad said.
“Cool. I was going to make puff pastry but I think I’ll bake you some carrot cake muffins with maple cream cheese icing. They will be easier to transport,” Aaron said.
I’m going to make something too but I need to pick up some sheep’s milk Feta cheese while I’m out tomorrow. Saganaki cheese is flambéed at the table with brandy or ouzo (sometimes with a shout of "opa!"), and the flame’s then extinguished with a squeeze of fresh lemon juice. It’s called "flaming saganaki. Do you have some brandy at the cottage?” Vlad asked.
“There is almost a full bottle. I leave it there for the winter in case we snowmobile in,” I said.
“Okay you guys, I’m going to bake the muffins tonight and ice them tomorrow when I have all the ingredients. Vlad, if you’re getting up early, you should get some sleep,” Aaron said.
“Geesh, I have two mothers now. At least I love the both of you more than my real mother. Actually, I think I will study for the drivers exam,” Vlad said.
“I’ll keep Adam company until you guys join us, then it’s every man for himself,” I chuckled.
I gave Vlad and Aaron a full on frontal hug and sustained it just long enough to promote blood collection “down there.” After I brushed my teeth, I stripped, and slipped in beside Adam, stroking his perfect smooth body and licking his small nipples until they were hard enough to cut glass. When our tongues met, that river started flowing again. I saturated every inch of Adam and then we frotted. Adam was getting really turned on because his precum was leaking out as fast as mine. As this might be the last night to do anything with Adam, I scooped up a handful of mine and spread it over his glans and rubbed it in circles to his moans and then tried to push my little finger in his pee hole. His moans spoke louder than words.
“Do it to mine, babes. Your fingers are smaller. See how far in it will go, but let me suck your finger first,” I said.
After that, Adam scooped up plenty of his precum and rubbed it into my pee hole, going a little deeper every time. The feeling was intense but rather than trying to stop him, I pressed his hand down further to tell him I wanted more. That’s when he guided my finger back to his.
“Press as hard as you feel like; if I think it’s going to damage me, I’ll tell you to stop,” he said.
Our tongues were doing their love dance in each other’s mouths, coaxing more precum flow.
“It’s going to be awhile before we can do anything just for us again. What do you want to do?” Adam asked.
“I want to suck you for awhile, but I’m open to other suggestions.”
“As long as I can suck you at the same time. Being held in your big arms and stroked would be sensational too,” he said.
I really wanted to pleasure the boy with my mouth and tongue so I rearranged our positions and went at him like eating an ice cream cone on a hot day, except it wasn’t ice cream running over my fingers. It was, however, finger licking good.
“I need to cum so bad, Scott, that my balls hurt. Can I fuck you hard?”
“Mhmm, and squeeze my nuts hard too. Really hard. I love that.”
Adam got my hole lubed with his tongue. I was putty in his hands. I guess it hurt when he slammed his huge cock up my ass, but the squeezing action on my balls had my pain and pleasure centre so fucked up, I’d be a mess if he stopped. It reminded me of the first time Danny screwed me. I sure had changed a lot in a month. My mind drifted past reasonable limits, and I was entertaining the idea of having the twins double fuck me. I mean way past. It was a requirement in my filthy mind to have these gorgeous twins crammed in my ass hammering away like a leaky jackhammer. Adam was doing a fabulous job massaging my prostate with his huge smooth head, but having my sweet Aaron squeezing out his lube into a rather confined space was the icing on the cake.
I heard the oven timer sound so I wasn’t surprised that Aaron came into the bedroom a couple of minutes later.
“Do you guys want some privacy? I can come back, you know.”
“Get your lips over to my face, Aaron. I want you to join Adam in my ass. I don’t care how bad it hurts, I just know I need it. Where is Vlad?” I asked.
“He is studying.”
“Get undressed, and bring me a towel for me to bite on,” I said.
He stripped, and after pulling his undies off and sniffing them, he pressed the bulged out pouch to my nose, sending me into orbit. I licked his head and foreskin, and even his balls and was rewarded with his first little squirt of precum. By this time Adam ceased thrusting, so I tongued Aaron’s boyhole to get him horny. After that he got the lube and covered all surfaces. I sat on Adam’s and he pulled me back down to his chest with his arms around me tightly. Aaron’s snake slithered slowly into me as we contacted as much of our bodies as possible together. Then our tongues danced, and we were all 100% hard. Adam, in his position wasn’t able to thrust with the same athleticism as was his norm, but Aaron was going deeper and faster. When I thought the pain was too great, I took a deep sniff of Aaron’s undies, and I became dizzy with lust.
“Aaron, fuck me harder, but try to coordinate with Adam. It would be perfect if you both started shooting in me at the same time,” I said.
I was in sexual overload and couldn’t hold out much longer. More important was the sensual and the love. We had an unbreakable bond. We would miss each other, but if our love was as strong as it felt, our relationship would continue to grow even stronger. The main thing is that the twins were getting a good education for which Vlad and I were willing to put up the money, but as things worked out, other factors provided the funding.
In stereo, I heard “I’m going to cum”. I squeezed my butt muscles and felt alternating shots of cum inside me as Aaron and I kissed, making me shoot more than I ever had. Adam nibbled my ear, telling me it was his new “best”.
“How could you take both of us? Wasn’t it really painful?” Aaron asked.
“I concentrated on our love and figured this wasn’t such a bad trade-off.”
Just then, Vlad came in.
“It smells like a French whorehouse in here.”
“You shouldn’t be hanging out around those places. Get naked and fuck me. I don’t need any lube,” I said.
“I see that. There is a stream of cum running out of your hole. Let’s do it in the shower,” Vlad said.
He cupped his hand over my ass and walked me to the bathroom, turned on the shower and we got in.
“I need it rough, babes.”
I sucked the boy to get him wet, then he faced me against the wall and slammed into me as he kissed my neck. He made me rock hard, even after what I’d been through.
“Just thinking about those well endowed twins double penetrating you has me so horny, I need to cum already,” Vlad said.
“Ram it in as deep as you can. Make me your bitch.”
I think his hips were moving at the speed of sound as he hugged me tightly and jerked my cock which was hard again.
“Unngh, I’m shooting deep inside you. Can you fuck me too?” he asked.
“Yeah, pull out and shoot it on my cock. I’ll use your slippery cum as lube to fuck you,” I said.
Vlad must have been horny because he still had 4 or 5 ropes of jizz to shoot. I didn’t waste any time sliding my thick cock into Vlad.
“Were you thinking about the twins when you fucked me?” I asked.
“I don’t know if I should tell you.”
“Why would you want to keep something secret from me now, Vlad?” I asked.
“Okay but don’t ever tell anyone. It’s really weird. It’s like I’m in bed with you and Ryan and you are having wild sex with him, and I’m so hot I can cum hands free. After I shoot in his mouth, the three of us spoon together and sleep really well. Like I said, it’s weird,” Vlad said.
to be continued …
Talk about your Joyeaux Noel - and Cumfest spectacular!
Merry Christmas, Sheep - thanks for the Present!
Merry Christmas, Sheep - thanks for the Present!
It was possible only with your help.
I wonder how Scott's backside feels after all that. Stay tuned. Hopefully it won't be another 6 weeks to find out.
I wonder, too - two well packed, super charged cocks stretching him out big time.
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Here's looking forward to More, and a Very Happy Nude Year!
HUGE HUGS to You and Falsh!!
Keep Smilin'!!
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Chapter seventy-three
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previously
“Were you thinking about the twins when you fucked me?” I asked.
“I don’t know if I should tell you.”
“Why would you want to keep something secret from me now, Vlad?” I asked.
“Okay but don’t ever tell anyone. It’s really weird. It’s like I’m in bed with you and Ryan and you are having wild sex with him, and I’m so hot I can cum hands free. After I shoot in his mouth, the three of us spoon together and sleep really well. Like I said, it’s weird,” Vlad said.
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We four spooned that night after professing our love for all. It wasn’t weird. I lay there thinking threesomes and group sex don’t usually last long before all partners take off, and rarely pursue it again, with the same people. With us, the lovemaking got better with time. We got to know what was possible with our loft mates and weren’t afraid to experiment. There never was any “average” sex. It was all great love making.
As our heart rates normalized, I got thinking about my brief conversation with Robb. I wasn’t thinking about what was said but rather, I got a delayed reaction to his voice. Previously, I assumed his vocal cords were made of silver or gold, because his voice was so soft and smooth.
“It’s probably nothing,” Vlad said.
“Trudat. How did you know what I was thinking?” I asked Vlad.
“From the day you were on a mission to save my life, I’ve tried to open my mind for you to read, and I really believe you can. I’ve felt since then that if I have a chance of beating cancer, it’ll be because of your actions, not the Oncologist. I want to read yours, too, because there can be no hiding with this type of communication,” he said.
“I should mention to Bambi to have a doctor check out his voice,” I said.
“Let’s see how he sounds on the weekend. He has free medical at the university and it starts on Tuesday,” Vlad said.
That was good advice from Vlad, the boy for whom I was gaining more respect every day. With that, I was able to relax and press against him and Aaron, and not fight sleep.
The next thing I remembered was Vlad gently shaking me.
“Come with me, I’m scared,” he said.
I didn’t know what the Hell was going on but I got out of bed immediately, and Vlad led me out of the room.
“I figure my best shot at getting my driver’s test is to be there when they open. I want you to come with me,” he said.
“Is that all? I was having a bad dream where I was trapped in a burning building and a fireman said “come with me” as he dragged me from the building. Then I woke up.”
It wasn’t dark out but Vlad had black out blinds in his bedroom which had me totally discombobulated. He gave me a tight hug and said he was sorry I was upset.
“It’s not your fault. I used to have bad dreams all the time as a kid where some monster chased me from the basement. I was getting away from him as I ran up the steps to the kitchen but when I got to the top, the door knob just turned but wouldn’t open the door, so I screamed and mom came into my room and told me I had a bad dream,” I confessed.
“Like, that’s so fucked up, Scott.”
“I’ve never denied being fucked up. I even showed proof from my shrink at the cottage,” I said.
“I used to have a recurring dream, but not since I left my parent’s home, touch wood,” Vlad said, as he grabbed my dick.
“Sorry, no wood, babes. You scared it,” I said.
“Let’s grab our clothes and I’ll take you to breakfast. There’s a restaurant close by similar to the one you took me and Jesse to. They do a hearty breakfast and it’s cheap,” Vlad said.
We got dressed by the light from the hallway and only woke Adam when Vlad was flossing. We told him what was happening and asked him to tell Aaron or leave a note for him if he was still sleeping when Adam went to school.
The restaurant even looked similar, the waitress said “what’ll youze have?” but with a decidedly Ottawa valley twang, like ewe-ze. Vlad looked at me and I had to turn away to keep from laughing. Vlad ordered a toasted Western on brown so I went for the same. We had OJ for me to enjoy and for Vlad to wash down his pills. I had a “bottomless cup of coffee” and Vlad had some specialty tea to calm his nerves. Breakfast was pretty good, and soon after, Vlad asked me to drive. The car was immaculate, quiet, and powerful. This had to be about the nicest winter shitter on the road. We had lots of time so I filled up the tank for the twins, and then we headed to the driver’s test center. Nobody was in line so I guessed Vlad would take the first cancellation. There were pads of forms on a desk in the hallway. Vlad needed to fill in a form declaring his highway driving experience. He didn’t have to wait long before the doors were opened, so he went to the proper counter and talked to a rather manly woman examiner with a little petite voice and explained that he was starting school in Toronto on Tuesday and wanted to get his test out of the way while he had time.
“I think you are in luck Mr. Petrushko. Applicants are required to be here 30 minutes before their scheduled time, and there isn’t anybody here, so if you don’t mind having the first test of the day, I will check your paperwork, then we can go to your car and do the test, which will be about 30 minutes.”
She entered data into the computer which confirmed Vlad had paid for the examination. They walked out to the car which was close by, and Vlad performed the “circle” test, looking over the vehicle for any damage, then he got in and turned on the turn signals, brakes, headlights, etc. When the examiner was satisfied that the car was safe to be in, he started it, and after looking both ways, pulled out and headed to a parking test area. He appeared to be doing fine, keeping both hands on the wheel. Next was a 3 point turn which he did well at considering the scaled down test site and the full scale car. They then exited the parking lot and on to the streets of Ottawa. I hoped everything worked out because this was a normal part of life for a teen.
Finally they returned, and parked, and sat there talking for what seemed forever, then finally got out and returned to the building. Vlad signaled one finger to me. What did it mean? He needs to try it 1 more time? He got 1 speeding ticket? I had no clue so I hung around where he was and finally the examiner said, “One minor -- thats as close to perfect as you can get, and under the circumstances I would have done what you did, but you didn’t hear it from me,” she said.
She scanned his test result into the computer and issued him a temporary permit. Once he got all his paperwork, we headed to the car.
“I got one minor for making a right turn too wide because it was beside a car wash and there was a big puddle and I didn’t want to get the car dirty. That’s where she said she would have done the same thing, but had to mark it as a minor in case she was being examined too.”
“I guess it was worth getting up early and getting that out of the way before someone pissed off the examiner,” I said.
“…But we had to get up pretty early. What should we do now?” Vlad asked, as he ran his hand up and down my leg.
“I’m sure something will pop up. As a matter of fact, I think it already has,” Vlad said.
“I need to get the stuff for saganaki, then we can go home and play with Aaron if he is still in bed.”
“Hurry, my cock is throbbing, but don’t speed,” I said.
We went to a cheese shoppe in the Byward Market where Vlad got everything he needed, then we went home only to find Aaron topping the carrot cake muffins with maple cream cheese icing, in the nude.
“It smells and looks great,” I said.
“Wanna taste?” he said.
Before I had time to answer, he used his big cock as a spatula, offering us a taste. We accepted, and moved the icing tasting to the bedroom. Vlad received an extra taste for passing his drivers license. We were all tired from getting up early. Aaron woke as we were leaving and Adam had to get to school early for the LGBT Sensitivity orientation. The three of us stripped and climbed back into Vlad’s very comfortable bed with every intention of sleeping. I suppose that would have happened had I not wet my finger in my mouth and ran it in circles between Aaron’s head and foreskin. Not possessing one, I had no idea how super sensitive those things are, but the nibbling on my ear should have been a good indication.
“I’m going to give you a facial. Vlad, jerk mine and I’ll jerk yours. Scott loves bukkaki. It makes him feel loved,” Aaron said.
“As long as I can lick your cocks clean, I’m happy. Vlad likes to sit on my chest while he prepares for the money shot,” I said.
“I’ll just slide mine back and forth on your upper lip while I kneel by your head. I figure that will work for both of us,” Aaron said.
I laid there on my back, stroking both their asses enjoying having all my senses overloaded, and needing to cum very badly. Vlad started jerking me with his free hand. It wasn’t an aggressive wank, but rather a light rub which made me expand with every stroke. The moans from the boys indicated their arousal was on the same level as mine.
“I’m going to shoot,” Aaron said.
“Me too,” Vlad said, and knelt beside my head.
Aaron was the first to cum all over my face, and continued “finger painting” my face with his dick.
Before he finished, Vlad landed a few ropes of his very thick man juice on my chin, and then stuffed his cock in my mouth while it still pulsed and oozed. Aaron grabbed my balls and I blasted all the way to my forehead. Aaron pressed his cock between my lips, and Vlad withdrew so I could do a first class clean-up on Aaron’s foreskin, head, and shaft. By no means was I a size queen but was always very contented when I had Aaron in my mouth, or wherever he wanted it, for that matter.
We were lying there in a heap with a case of post-sex tingles when we heard Adam unlocking the door. Next, we heard him talking to someone, as if he was giving a tour, so I jumped up and closed the door, grabbed Vlad, and took him into the shower. Aaron dressed so he could find out what was happening.
“Aaron, this is Chris. We met at the queer orientation and he’s in my class,” Adam said.
“Hi Chris, are you in residence or do you have an apartment?” Aaron asked.
“Neither. I’m from Montréal, Westmount actually, and I was going to share with two of my friends but one was on a football scholarship and tore his ACL in a summer practice so he is out for the first year. The other one knocked up his girlfriend whose family are fundamentalists and he needs to get a job to support his “wife” and baby. It shocked everyone because we thought he was gay. Turns out he was metrosexual. So that leaves me. I’m wait-listed for residence but I was told chances are bleak. Your twin asked me over because there might be a room available in your apartment. It couldn’t be much closer to the school, and it’s really nice. I’m staying at the “Y” this week but it isn’t a long term option,” Chris said.
“I’ll let Adam give you the tour. I need to clean up so I can video with a guy from Paris who is interested in staying here too. After, we can have a beer if you want,” Aaron said.
He timed it well because Vlad and I finished our showers and were getting dressed for the day.
“We might have a second roommate, and he is really nice looking: blond, brown eyes, and a very solid body. I’m going to shower and then video with Oliv and see how he made out with his parents,” Aaron said.
“Vlad and I will meet him, then I have a long phone call to make. What was your impression as far as him being a good roommate?”
“He made a good impression. I think his family is well off. They must be, living in Westmount. It’s Montréal’s answer to Toronto’s Rosedale or Forest Hill. See what you think, Scott. Try to make sure he can pay his rent, is what I really mean,” Aaron said.
Vlad and I met them in the bedroom nearest the master, where Chris was trying to determine if his computer desk would fit in the room.
“Chris, this is Vlad, the owner of the unit, and this is Scott. We lived with Scott in a fabulous loft in Downtown Toronto, near U of T campus. We were friends of an associate of his and a friend and co-worker of his Dad’s. I don’t want to get into the details right now, but let me just say that Scott is a combination of a big brother, best friend, mother, father, financial advisor, and Executor. He does an awesome backstroke on the U of T Blues swim team,” Adam said.
“Can we go sit on the couch? I’ll take you up on that beer if the offer is still open?”
Chris asked.
“Sure, let’s go,” Vlad replied.
“There are a few things you should know about me. I’m gay, and if that’s going to be a problem, I’ll leave now -- no hard feelings. If my mother calls, she is ever so slightly overbearing. I think she thinks she is the wife of N. R. Crump, my great grandfather who was the President of Canadian Pacific Railway. My dad and grandfather treated him like a god.”
“By the way, we are all gay as are my seven loftmates -- all on the swim team -- and polyamorous,” I said.
We clinked beer bottles to that, and Chris looked more relaxed.
“Can I ask a question?”
“Sure Chris, what is it?” Adam asked.
“I always wondered if twins ever fooled around.”
“I should hope so. I love Aaron. We have always slept in the same bed, which resembles a paint shaker when we are horny, which is every night.”
“Do you have a boyfriend, Chris?”
“That has proved to be elusive. Mom is a stay at home type as are most of the Westmount moms. I only did it once when my friend and I went camping. Unfortunately we didn’t know what we were doing and he tried to screw my ass -- without lube,” Chris said.
Aaron joined us in a beer, and Adam asked him if he loved him.
“Of course I do,” he said, and he wrapped his arms around his twin and initiated a tongue dance.
Chris groaned.
“That is the hottest thing I ever saw.”
“Want to try it?”
“Hell, yeah. I’ve been trying to bump into you at school for 2 days. I’m glad we will be on the swim team, but even better, living in the same apartment. You guys are the cutest two guys I’ve ever seen,” he said, as he moved his hand away from his crotch, letting it spring to life. It wasn’t little.
Adam pulled him to his feet and forced his tongue in Chris’ inexperienced mouth.
“Undo my pants. I want to see how it feels touching cock to cock,”
Aaron dropped both their pants and his own, then forced his tongue into Chris’ mouth eliciting a low moan. Chris was ready to boil over and fell to his knees to give Adam head. He needed instructions about covering teeth, and went on to Aaron playing with the foreskin. I couldn’t stand it any longer nor could Vlad so we stripped each other and pleasured Chris in ways he never even thought of. When I pummeled his pucker with my tongue, he was a goner. Vlad made sure to collect it all. By this time, Adam was sucking Chris’ balls and Chris was fucking Vlad’s mouth. After getting his ass nice and slippery I inserted my finger and massaged his magic spot and Vlad gurgled with a huge creamy load in his mouth which he shared with everyone, including Chris, who had no objections whatsoever.
When reality returned, Chris turned red with embarrassment.
“I don’t know what I just did. It’s like my body was on auto pilot and I was a casual observer. I hope you don’t think I’m a tramp because honestly, it was all new to me. The last thing I want to screw around with is the opportunity to live here for the school year. Having said that, I’ve never felt anything so fantastic. My first attempt at sex was as much of a turn-off as what we just did was a turn-on. Will you guys forgive my slutty behaviour?” Chris said.
“Relax, Chris. You didn’t start it. We did. Don’t worry about it because we loved getting you off. Scott and Vlad never refuse an opportunity to hone their lovemaking skills,” Adam said.
“Besides, your cum really tastes nice and I love your thick cock. It’s too bad that Scott and I will be leaving tomorrow morning because we are all down for some fucking if you are. When are you moving in?” Vlad asked.
“I have mom’s AWD crossover parked out front with all of my stuff. I can pay the 1st month by cash but the rest needs to come from dad by transfer if that’s okay,” he said.
Adam will print you an application and from that he will make a lease. We need to talk about meals. I’ll be starting at Le Cordon Bleu taking Le Grand Diplôme Professionnel and I start working there Thursday night so I don’t even know what meals I’ll be having with you guys. I must call Olivier who will probably take the last room. He is taking the same course as I am, and it looks like he has a big cock. He is really cute, with black emo hair and quite thin. I have to talk to him on Facetime. Oliv speaks Parisian French so we standardized on English because he doesn’t understand our Acadian French accent or words. It’s better that way because he needs to become more fluent in English for their touristy restaurant. Tu parles français, Chris?” Aaron asked.
“Yes, I’m fully bilingual. We switch back and forth at home in the same sentence but I guess I have a Québec French accent. Vlad, Scott, do you speak French,” Chris asked.
“Oui, I’ve lived in Ottawa all my life until a month ago,” Vlad said.
“Voici le stylo de ma tante,” I said.
“Why are you saying “this is my aunt’s pen”?”
“I took French in Ontario. That is all I know,” I said, to a round of laughter.
Aaron started his iMac while Adam printed things. I went out on the balcony and called Ted Crawford, my lawyer.
“What’s on your mind, Scott?
“I’m at Vlad’s in Ottawa. We had to bring the twins here and decided to make a mini vacation of it. We are going to the cottage tomorrow and the whole gang is coming on Friday. Vlad bought me a fully restored mahogany launch from the fifties. Anyway, enough of this chit-chat. Ted, I’ve had a few days away from my life and I’ve been thinking that since my parents were killed, I’ve accumulated a fair amount of wealth. I’ve also had time to reflect how much I love my friends at the loft, and with the exception of the twins and Vlad who have plenty, the others are living from student loans and other less than secure sources. If anything happened to me, I want to make sure they are all taken care of. As for Robb, we know his funds run out at the end of this school year. He has a part time job at the university but that is only one day a week. I want him to be able to get his bachelor’s in music and teaching degree, and if he is really keen, to go on and get his masters. Jesse worries about his dad’s business partner being sketchy. Danny’s family don’t have an over-abundance of cash. James has been a friend for life and his parents are the salt of the earth, but they have had a couple of really bad years. Nobody said anything but it’s possible my buying their demonstrator boat made them enough to keep James in school this year. With some horse trading, they managed to sell several boats at the end of the season which will help them next year by them being given dealership status and better discounts. I had his mom clean the cottage and my house for cash money and I think it brought tears to her eyes. I guess I am thinking in two directions: a repayable or forgivable loan for Robb, James, and perhaps Jesse, and some sort of Will in case anything happens to me. Or maybe the loft could be available in the future for some members of the swim team if any of this gang want to leave,” I said.
“Scott, you amaze me with your insight. Most guys your age don’t even know what a Will is let alone concern themselves with their friends’ welfare. Let me give it some thought and I’ll see if we can generate tax savings for you or your estate. I’ll be in touch by email,” he said.
Another thing my over active mind is working on is having the twin’s mom’s old house gutted and renovated for her and her twin sister with the idea that the sister would sell her house and they would live together because they are best friends. Aaron’s mom has a drinking problem but she is okay when her sister is around. I might want to give them a mortgage to bridge finance until the house is renovated and the other house sold. The only other thing I’ve considered is a rebuild and enlargement of the cottage, or to build a four slip boathouse with a cottage above and just keep the other cottage for overflow weekends. I do need a boathouse for the launch which is a 1952 Duke, built in Port Carling. It must be preserved. I don’t feel I own the boat, but rather, I’m the custodian of a fabulous piece of Muskoka heritage.
“How is Vlad getting along away from my nephew?” he asked.
“We’ve kept busy so he has been fine. He passed his driver’s test today, and we are helping the twins get roommates for the school year. I’ve really enjoyed his company and his health has been good. Have you talked to Ryan?”
“He is fine, excited about the wedding and looking forward to it. I’m the first person in the family he told. He is swimming every day, and spent some time the other day cleaning out the garage. Negotiations are progressing well with the manufacturer of the ski vest. It’s a big operation. They produce slalom skis, tow lines, vests, gloves, wake boards -- you name it, and they ship to distributors all over Canada and the U.S.A. I think they don’t want a claim against their insurance but will make an offer soon,” Ted said.
“I wonder if James’ marina could get a franchise? They are central on the Muskoka lakes so they have a built-in market and it would be a good fit with their boat business,” I said.
“There you go thinking out loud. I was going to ask for a variety of sizes of vests, a couple of slalom skis, bindings, and boots, a tow rope, shirts for all your friends, and a new set of slalom marker balls. Ryan told me that you guys use old Javex jugs for balls,” Ted said.
“It would be good if you could get fleece lined hoodies for all of us too. They are great to put on after a run when it’s cool. Maybe they might want to do some advertising too, if they supplied them for the swim team with their logo and the U of T Blues more broadly displayed. It can get cold in February at the finals hanging around a pool in a wet bathing suit waiting for your next event,” I said.
“I made a note of all that. We can start out with it on the wish list. If they say no, at least we tried,” Ted said.
“We are taking the bank branch manager out for dinner tonight. He is the man who hired Adam and arranged to get him into the business school with private funding. He is also Vlad’s contact. We are taking him to the cooking school’s restaurant. Ted, if there is any chance we can get this Will taken care of before school starts on Tuesday, it would be appreciated,” I said.
“Maybe we can because I was supposed to be in court tomorrow and they advised me around noon that the date has been moved back. I’ll call you.”
My head was spinning with all the details, so I went back inside to see how Aaron was making out with the Paris connection. He was chatting away with Olivier whose picture was full screen. I had forgotten how good looking the boy was, and thought to myself, with luck, perhaps the twins will bring him to visit the loft over Christmas. Adam was putting his computer away. He had given Oliv a tour of the apartment, and Oliv said that his parents had approved of the accommodations and he would arrive mid September to get used to Ottawa before school started.
I was surprised that Chris moved in and set up his desk all in the time I spoke to Ted. Aaron came out of their bedroom with a big grin on his face.
“Oliv modeled underwear for me until he had a wardrobe malfunction which appeared to be on purpose rather than accidental, so I stood up and dropped my pants, and stood there hardening until little Aaron popped out the top. That’s when Oliv started stroking his beautiful cock. He quickly blasted rope after rope of cum all over his chest. Seeing all that cum shooting, I came in record time, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. I wish I was going to be the first one to suck his beautiful cock but he told me he would be flying direct to Toronto and coming to Ottawa the next day by Porter. Vlad suggested he stay at the loft, so Scott, I guess you get the cherry popping honours,” Aaron said.
Adam got a phone call from Bruce at the bank to say he would be here in a half hour. We all looked at our phones, not believing the time was flying, and scrambled to get dressed and be ready. Chris went back to his own room. When we emerged, the buzzer sounded, and Adam let Bruce in the building.
to be continued ...
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previously
“Were you thinking about the twins when you fucked me?” I asked.
“I don’t know if I should tell you.”
“Why would you want to keep something secret from me now, Vlad?” I asked.
“Okay but don’t ever tell anyone. It’s really weird. It’s like I’m in bed with you and Ryan and you are having wild sex with him, and I’m so hot I can cum hands free. After I shoot in his mouth, the three of us spoon together and sleep really well. Like I said, it’s weird,” Vlad said.
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We four spooned that night after professing our love for all. It wasn’t weird. I lay there thinking threesomes and group sex don’t usually last long before all partners take off, and rarely pursue it again, with the same people. With us, the lovemaking got better with time. We got to know what was possible with our loft mates and weren’t afraid to experiment. There never was any “average” sex. It was all great love making.
As our heart rates normalized, I got thinking about my brief conversation with Robb. I wasn’t thinking about what was said but rather, I got a delayed reaction to his voice. Previously, I assumed his vocal cords were made of silver or gold, because his voice was so soft and smooth.
“It’s probably nothing,” Vlad said.
“Trudat. How did you know what I was thinking?” I asked Vlad.
“From the day you were on a mission to save my life, I’ve tried to open my mind for you to read, and I really believe you can. I’ve felt since then that if I have a chance of beating cancer, it’ll be because of your actions, not the Oncologist. I want to read yours, too, because there can be no hiding with this type of communication,” he said.
“I should mention to Bambi to have a doctor check out his voice,” I said.
“Let’s see how he sounds on the weekend. He has free medical at the university and it starts on Tuesday,” Vlad said.
That was good advice from Vlad, the boy for whom I was gaining more respect every day. With that, I was able to relax and press against him and Aaron, and not fight sleep.
The next thing I remembered was Vlad gently shaking me.
“Come with me, I’m scared,” he said.
I didn’t know what the Hell was going on but I got out of bed immediately, and Vlad led me out of the room.
“I figure my best shot at getting my driver’s test is to be there when they open. I want you to come with me,” he said.
“Is that all? I was having a bad dream where I was trapped in a burning building and a fireman said “come with me” as he dragged me from the building. Then I woke up.”
It wasn’t dark out but Vlad had black out blinds in his bedroom which had me totally discombobulated. He gave me a tight hug and said he was sorry I was upset.
“It’s not your fault. I used to have bad dreams all the time as a kid where some monster chased me from the basement. I was getting away from him as I ran up the steps to the kitchen but when I got to the top, the door knob just turned but wouldn’t open the door, so I screamed and mom came into my room and told me I had a bad dream,” I confessed.
“Like, that’s so fucked up, Scott.”
“I’ve never denied being fucked up. I even showed proof from my shrink at the cottage,” I said.
“I used to have a recurring dream, but not since I left my parent’s home, touch wood,” Vlad said, as he grabbed my dick.
“Sorry, no wood, babes. You scared it,” I said.
“Let’s grab our clothes and I’ll take you to breakfast. There’s a restaurant close by similar to the one you took me and Jesse to. They do a hearty breakfast and it’s cheap,” Vlad said.
We got dressed by the light from the hallway and only woke Adam when Vlad was flossing. We told him what was happening and asked him to tell Aaron or leave a note for him if he was still sleeping when Adam went to school.
The restaurant even looked similar, the waitress said “what’ll youze have?” but with a decidedly Ottawa valley twang, like ewe-ze. Vlad looked at me and I had to turn away to keep from laughing. Vlad ordered a toasted Western on brown so I went for the same. We had OJ for me to enjoy and for Vlad to wash down his pills. I had a “bottomless cup of coffee” and Vlad had some specialty tea to calm his nerves. Breakfast was pretty good, and soon after, Vlad asked me to drive. The car was immaculate, quiet, and powerful. This had to be about the nicest winter shitter on the road. We had lots of time so I filled up the tank for the twins, and then we headed to the driver’s test center. Nobody was in line so I guessed Vlad would take the first cancellation. There were pads of forms on a desk in the hallway. Vlad needed to fill in a form declaring his highway driving experience. He didn’t have to wait long before the doors were opened, so he went to the proper counter and talked to a rather manly woman examiner with a little petite voice and explained that he was starting school in Toronto on Tuesday and wanted to get his test out of the way while he had time.
“I think you are in luck Mr. Petrushko. Applicants are required to be here 30 minutes before their scheduled time, and there isn’t anybody here, so if you don’t mind having the first test of the day, I will check your paperwork, then we can go to your car and do the test, which will be about 30 minutes.”
She entered data into the computer which confirmed Vlad had paid for the examination. They walked out to the car which was close by, and Vlad performed the “circle” test, looking over the vehicle for any damage, then he got in and turned on the turn signals, brakes, headlights, etc. When the examiner was satisfied that the car was safe to be in, he started it, and after looking both ways, pulled out and headed to a parking test area. He appeared to be doing fine, keeping both hands on the wheel. Next was a 3 point turn which he did well at considering the scaled down test site and the full scale car. They then exited the parking lot and on to the streets of Ottawa. I hoped everything worked out because this was a normal part of life for a teen.
Finally they returned, and parked, and sat there talking for what seemed forever, then finally got out and returned to the building. Vlad signaled one finger to me. What did it mean? He needs to try it 1 more time? He got 1 speeding ticket? I had no clue so I hung around where he was and finally the examiner said, “One minor -- thats as close to perfect as you can get, and under the circumstances I would have done what you did, but you didn’t hear it from me,” she said.
She scanned his test result into the computer and issued him a temporary permit. Once he got all his paperwork, we headed to the car.
“I got one minor for making a right turn too wide because it was beside a car wash and there was a big puddle and I didn’t want to get the car dirty. That’s where she said she would have done the same thing, but had to mark it as a minor in case she was being examined too.”
“I guess it was worth getting up early and getting that out of the way before someone pissed off the examiner,” I said.
“…But we had to get up pretty early. What should we do now?” Vlad asked, as he ran his hand up and down my leg.
“I’m sure something will pop up. As a matter of fact, I think it already has,” Vlad said.
“I need to get the stuff for saganaki, then we can go home and play with Aaron if he is still in bed.”
“Hurry, my cock is throbbing, but don’t speed,” I said.
We went to a cheese shoppe in the Byward Market where Vlad got everything he needed, then we went home only to find Aaron topping the carrot cake muffins with maple cream cheese icing, in the nude.
“It smells and looks great,” I said.
“Wanna taste?” he said.
Before I had time to answer, he used his big cock as a spatula, offering us a taste. We accepted, and moved the icing tasting to the bedroom. Vlad received an extra taste for passing his drivers license. We were all tired from getting up early. Aaron woke as we were leaving and Adam had to get to school early for the LGBT Sensitivity orientation. The three of us stripped and climbed back into Vlad’s very comfortable bed with every intention of sleeping. I suppose that would have happened had I not wet my finger in my mouth and ran it in circles between Aaron’s head and foreskin. Not possessing one, I had no idea how super sensitive those things are, but the nibbling on my ear should have been a good indication.
“I’m going to give you a facial. Vlad, jerk mine and I’ll jerk yours. Scott loves bukkaki. It makes him feel loved,” Aaron said.
“As long as I can lick your cocks clean, I’m happy. Vlad likes to sit on my chest while he prepares for the money shot,” I said.
“I’ll just slide mine back and forth on your upper lip while I kneel by your head. I figure that will work for both of us,” Aaron said.
I laid there on my back, stroking both their asses enjoying having all my senses overloaded, and needing to cum very badly. Vlad started jerking me with his free hand. It wasn’t an aggressive wank, but rather a light rub which made me expand with every stroke. The moans from the boys indicated their arousal was on the same level as mine.
“I’m going to shoot,” Aaron said.
“Me too,” Vlad said, and knelt beside my head.
Aaron was the first to cum all over my face, and continued “finger painting” my face with his dick.
Before he finished, Vlad landed a few ropes of his very thick man juice on my chin, and then stuffed his cock in my mouth while it still pulsed and oozed. Aaron grabbed my balls and I blasted all the way to my forehead. Aaron pressed his cock between my lips, and Vlad withdrew so I could do a first class clean-up on Aaron’s foreskin, head, and shaft. By no means was I a size queen but was always very contented when I had Aaron in my mouth, or wherever he wanted it, for that matter.
We were lying there in a heap with a case of post-sex tingles when we heard Adam unlocking the door. Next, we heard him talking to someone, as if he was giving a tour, so I jumped up and closed the door, grabbed Vlad, and took him into the shower. Aaron dressed so he could find out what was happening.
“Aaron, this is Chris. We met at the queer orientation and he’s in my class,” Adam said.
“Hi Chris, are you in residence or do you have an apartment?” Aaron asked.
“Neither. I’m from Montréal, Westmount actually, and I was going to share with two of my friends but one was on a football scholarship and tore his ACL in a summer practice so he is out for the first year. The other one knocked up his girlfriend whose family are fundamentalists and he needs to get a job to support his “wife” and baby. It shocked everyone because we thought he was gay. Turns out he was metrosexual. So that leaves me. I’m wait-listed for residence but I was told chances are bleak. Your twin asked me over because there might be a room available in your apartment. It couldn’t be much closer to the school, and it’s really nice. I’m staying at the “Y” this week but it isn’t a long term option,” Chris said.
“I’ll let Adam give you the tour. I need to clean up so I can video with a guy from Paris who is interested in staying here too. After, we can have a beer if you want,” Aaron said.
He timed it well because Vlad and I finished our showers and were getting dressed for the day.
“We might have a second roommate, and he is really nice looking: blond, brown eyes, and a very solid body. I’m going to shower and then video with Oliv and see how he made out with his parents,” Aaron said.
“Vlad and I will meet him, then I have a long phone call to make. What was your impression as far as him being a good roommate?”
“He made a good impression. I think his family is well off. They must be, living in Westmount. It’s Montréal’s answer to Toronto’s Rosedale or Forest Hill. See what you think, Scott. Try to make sure he can pay his rent, is what I really mean,” Aaron said.
Vlad and I met them in the bedroom nearest the master, where Chris was trying to determine if his computer desk would fit in the room.
“Chris, this is Vlad, the owner of the unit, and this is Scott. We lived with Scott in a fabulous loft in Downtown Toronto, near U of T campus. We were friends of an associate of his and a friend and co-worker of his Dad’s. I don’t want to get into the details right now, but let me just say that Scott is a combination of a big brother, best friend, mother, father, financial advisor, and Executor. He does an awesome backstroke on the U of T Blues swim team,” Adam said.
“Can we go sit on the couch? I’ll take you up on that beer if the offer is still open?”
Chris asked.
“Sure, let’s go,” Vlad replied.
“There are a few things you should know about me. I’m gay, and if that’s going to be a problem, I’ll leave now -- no hard feelings. If my mother calls, she is ever so slightly overbearing. I think she thinks she is the wife of N. R. Crump, my great grandfather who was the President of Canadian Pacific Railway. My dad and grandfather treated him like a god.”
“By the way, we are all gay as are my seven loftmates -- all on the swim team -- and polyamorous,” I said.
We clinked beer bottles to that, and Chris looked more relaxed.
“Can I ask a question?”
“Sure Chris, what is it?” Adam asked.
“I always wondered if twins ever fooled around.”
“I should hope so. I love Aaron. We have always slept in the same bed, which resembles a paint shaker when we are horny, which is every night.”
“Do you have a boyfriend, Chris?”
“That has proved to be elusive. Mom is a stay at home type as are most of the Westmount moms. I only did it once when my friend and I went camping. Unfortunately we didn’t know what we were doing and he tried to screw my ass -- without lube,” Chris said.
Aaron joined us in a beer, and Adam asked him if he loved him.
“Of course I do,” he said, and he wrapped his arms around his twin and initiated a tongue dance.
Chris groaned.
“That is the hottest thing I ever saw.”
“Want to try it?”
“Hell, yeah. I’ve been trying to bump into you at school for 2 days. I’m glad we will be on the swim team, but even better, living in the same apartment. You guys are the cutest two guys I’ve ever seen,” he said, as he moved his hand away from his crotch, letting it spring to life. It wasn’t little.
Adam pulled him to his feet and forced his tongue in Chris’ inexperienced mouth.
“Undo my pants. I want to see how it feels touching cock to cock,”
Aaron dropped both their pants and his own, then forced his tongue into Chris’ mouth eliciting a low moan. Chris was ready to boil over and fell to his knees to give Adam head. He needed instructions about covering teeth, and went on to Aaron playing with the foreskin. I couldn’t stand it any longer nor could Vlad so we stripped each other and pleasured Chris in ways he never even thought of. When I pummeled his pucker with my tongue, he was a goner. Vlad made sure to collect it all. By this time, Adam was sucking Chris’ balls and Chris was fucking Vlad’s mouth. After getting his ass nice and slippery I inserted my finger and massaged his magic spot and Vlad gurgled with a huge creamy load in his mouth which he shared with everyone, including Chris, who had no objections whatsoever.
When reality returned, Chris turned red with embarrassment.
“I don’t know what I just did. It’s like my body was on auto pilot and I was a casual observer. I hope you don’t think I’m a tramp because honestly, it was all new to me. The last thing I want to screw around with is the opportunity to live here for the school year. Having said that, I’ve never felt anything so fantastic. My first attempt at sex was as much of a turn-off as what we just did was a turn-on. Will you guys forgive my slutty behaviour?” Chris said.
“Relax, Chris. You didn’t start it. We did. Don’t worry about it because we loved getting you off. Scott and Vlad never refuse an opportunity to hone their lovemaking skills,” Adam said.
“Besides, your cum really tastes nice and I love your thick cock. It’s too bad that Scott and I will be leaving tomorrow morning because we are all down for some fucking if you are. When are you moving in?” Vlad asked.
“I have mom’s AWD crossover parked out front with all of my stuff. I can pay the 1st month by cash but the rest needs to come from dad by transfer if that’s okay,” he said.
Adam will print you an application and from that he will make a lease. We need to talk about meals. I’ll be starting at Le Cordon Bleu taking Le Grand Diplôme Professionnel and I start working there Thursday night so I don’t even know what meals I’ll be having with you guys. I must call Olivier who will probably take the last room. He is taking the same course as I am, and it looks like he has a big cock. He is really cute, with black emo hair and quite thin. I have to talk to him on Facetime. Oliv speaks Parisian French so we standardized on English because he doesn’t understand our Acadian French accent or words. It’s better that way because he needs to become more fluent in English for their touristy restaurant. Tu parles français, Chris?” Aaron asked.
“Yes, I’m fully bilingual. We switch back and forth at home in the same sentence but I guess I have a Québec French accent. Vlad, Scott, do you speak French,” Chris asked.
“Oui, I’ve lived in Ottawa all my life until a month ago,” Vlad said.
“Voici le stylo de ma tante,” I said.
“Why are you saying “this is my aunt’s pen”?”
“I took French in Ontario. That is all I know,” I said, to a round of laughter.
Aaron started his iMac while Adam printed things. I went out on the balcony and called Ted Crawford, my lawyer.
“What’s on your mind, Scott?
“I’m at Vlad’s in Ottawa. We had to bring the twins here and decided to make a mini vacation of it. We are going to the cottage tomorrow and the whole gang is coming on Friday. Vlad bought me a fully restored mahogany launch from the fifties. Anyway, enough of this chit-chat. Ted, I’ve had a few days away from my life and I’ve been thinking that since my parents were killed, I’ve accumulated a fair amount of wealth. I’ve also had time to reflect how much I love my friends at the loft, and with the exception of the twins and Vlad who have plenty, the others are living from student loans and other less than secure sources. If anything happened to me, I want to make sure they are all taken care of. As for Robb, we know his funds run out at the end of this school year. He has a part time job at the university but that is only one day a week. I want him to be able to get his bachelor’s in music and teaching degree, and if he is really keen, to go on and get his masters. Jesse worries about his dad’s business partner being sketchy. Danny’s family don’t have an over-abundance of cash. James has been a friend for life and his parents are the salt of the earth, but they have had a couple of really bad years. Nobody said anything but it’s possible my buying their demonstrator boat made them enough to keep James in school this year. With some horse trading, they managed to sell several boats at the end of the season which will help them next year by them being given dealership status and better discounts. I had his mom clean the cottage and my house for cash money and I think it brought tears to her eyes. I guess I am thinking in two directions: a repayable or forgivable loan for Robb, James, and perhaps Jesse, and some sort of Will in case anything happens to me. Or maybe the loft could be available in the future for some members of the swim team if any of this gang want to leave,” I said.
“Scott, you amaze me with your insight. Most guys your age don’t even know what a Will is let alone concern themselves with their friends’ welfare. Let me give it some thought and I’ll see if we can generate tax savings for you or your estate. I’ll be in touch by email,” he said.
Another thing my over active mind is working on is having the twin’s mom’s old house gutted and renovated for her and her twin sister with the idea that the sister would sell her house and they would live together because they are best friends. Aaron’s mom has a drinking problem but she is okay when her sister is around. I might want to give them a mortgage to bridge finance until the house is renovated and the other house sold. The only other thing I’ve considered is a rebuild and enlargement of the cottage, or to build a four slip boathouse with a cottage above and just keep the other cottage for overflow weekends. I do need a boathouse for the launch which is a 1952 Duke, built in Port Carling. It must be preserved. I don’t feel I own the boat, but rather, I’m the custodian of a fabulous piece of Muskoka heritage.
“How is Vlad getting along away from my nephew?” he asked.
“We’ve kept busy so he has been fine. He passed his driver’s test today, and we are helping the twins get roommates for the school year. I’ve really enjoyed his company and his health has been good. Have you talked to Ryan?”
“He is fine, excited about the wedding and looking forward to it. I’m the first person in the family he told. He is swimming every day, and spent some time the other day cleaning out the garage. Negotiations are progressing well with the manufacturer of the ski vest. It’s a big operation. They produce slalom skis, tow lines, vests, gloves, wake boards -- you name it, and they ship to distributors all over Canada and the U.S.A. I think they don’t want a claim against their insurance but will make an offer soon,” Ted said.
“I wonder if James’ marina could get a franchise? They are central on the Muskoka lakes so they have a built-in market and it would be a good fit with their boat business,” I said.
“There you go thinking out loud. I was going to ask for a variety of sizes of vests, a couple of slalom skis, bindings, and boots, a tow rope, shirts for all your friends, and a new set of slalom marker balls. Ryan told me that you guys use old Javex jugs for balls,” Ted said.
“It would be good if you could get fleece lined hoodies for all of us too. They are great to put on after a run when it’s cool. Maybe they might want to do some advertising too, if they supplied them for the swim team with their logo and the U of T Blues more broadly displayed. It can get cold in February at the finals hanging around a pool in a wet bathing suit waiting for your next event,” I said.
“I made a note of all that. We can start out with it on the wish list. If they say no, at least we tried,” Ted said.
“We are taking the bank branch manager out for dinner tonight. He is the man who hired Adam and arranged to get him into the business school with private funding. He is also Vlad’s contact. We are taking him to the cooking school’s restaurant. Ted, if there is any chance we can get this Will taken care of before school starts on Tuesday, it would be appreciated,” I said.
“Maybe we can because I was supposed to be in court tomorrow and they advised me around noon that the date has been moved back. I’ll call you.”
My head was spinning with all the details, so I went back inside to see how Aaron was making out with the Paris connection. He was chatting away with Olivier whose picture was full screen. I had forgotten how good looking the boy was, and thought to myself, with luck, perhaps the twins will bring him to visit the loft over Christmas. Adam was putting his computer away. He had given Oliv a tour of the apartment, and Oliv said that his parents had approved of the accommodations and he would arrive mid September to get used to Ottawa before school started.
I was surprised that Chris moved in and set up his desk all in the time I spoke to Ted. Aaron came out of their bedroom with a big grin on his face.
“Oliv modeled underwear for me until he had a wardrobe malfunction which appeared to be on purpose rather than accidental, so I stood up and dropped my pants, and stood there hardening until little Aaron popped out the top. That’s when Oliv started stroking his beautiful cock. He quickly blasted rope after rope of cum all over his chest. Seeing all that cum shooting, I came in record time, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. I wish I was going to be the first one to suck his beautiful cock but he told me he would be flying direct to Toronto and coming to Ottawa the next day by Porter. Vlad suggested he stay at the loft, so Scott, I guess you get the cherry popping honours,” Aaron said.
Adam got a phone call from Bruce at the bank to say he would be here in a half hour. We all looked at our phones, not believing the time was flying, and scrambled to get dressed and be ready. Chris went back to his own room. When we emerged, the buzzer sounded, and Adam let Bruce in the building.
to be continued ...
Sheep,
Thank you for the continuing window into the lives of these great guys.
The "mundane" parts of their lives are heart warming. And, their not-so-mundane are loin warming/wetting, too!
How do I get an invite to either the Condo in TO or the one in Ottawa?
The hot new roomie and the Well-endowed Parisian soon to join the twins - add in a little Codon Bleu kinky dessert treatment in the boudoir - man, I'm getting all wet just thinking about it.
Thank you for the continuing window into the lives of these great guys.
The "mundane" parts of their lives are heart warming. And, their not-so-mundane are loin warming/wetting, too!
How do I get an invite to either the Condo in TO or the one in Ottawa?
The hot new roomie and the Well-endowed Parisian soon to join the twins - add in a little Codon Bleu kinky dessert treatment in the boudoir - man, I'm getting all wet just thinking about it.
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Sheep, Buddy!
I trust that ALL is going well with You, and "Flash"! And, it's always Great to hear more about "Our Boys", too!
THANK YOU!
Keep Smilin'!!
Chaz
Sheep, Buddy!
I trust that ALL is going well with You, and "Flash"! And, it's always Great to hear more about "Our Boys", too!
THANK YOU!
Keep Smilin'!!
Chaz
Thanks Sheep because with this chapter i 've learned a new english word " Metrosexual " lol;
A part from that great chapter as usual and new boys coming in including a Parisien coming to learn cooking in Canada.
A part from that great chapter as usual and new boys coming in including a Parisien coming to learn cooking in Canada.
I've known a few metrosexuals over the years. They share many or most gay traits and invalidate the readings on my gaydar. You may recall Scott warning the twins about having sex with their roommates. Apparently, they decided to disregard his warning which has caused a delay in the next chapter. I'd like to think it'll be ready in a week or so, but my time estimates really suck more than the whole swim team. Having to replace my 9 year old computer didn't speed things up, either.
Tomorrow is my birthday so I can guarantee that I won't be writing!
Tomorrow is my birthday so I can guarantee that I won't be writing!
A Happy Birthday to you, my friend.
Do you and Flash have exciting plans?
Do you and Flash have exciting plans?
We went out for a slab of cow meat and glasses of fermented grape juice with friends last night. Today I am attempting to balance the ice pack on my head
