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Very hot story. Keep up the great work.
Very hot story. Keep up the great work.
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Sheep,
I "had" to re-read the chapter, to be in synch with everyone else.
I am. I'm just as sticky as Chaz is!
I "had" to re-read the chapter, to be in synch with everyone else.
I am. I'm just as sticky as Chaz is!
Chapter 5 may be pasted Saturday
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Are you sure this is your first time writing a story? Because it certainly seems to me that you've had a lot of practice! You're a fantastic writer! Can't wait until tomorrow! 
This story is pure fiction. Any resemblance to persons known to you is a figment of your imagination. This story contains explicit homosexual encounters between guys of legal age and if you are offended by this you are in the wrong place. Also if you are under legal age you really shouldn’t be here so just go away. No mention has been made of the use of condoms but it is assumed these characters practice safe sex.
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Copyright 2011 Sheep. All rights reserved
It is illegal to copy, post or publish without the written consent of the author. This story is NOT in the public domain
CHAPTER FIVE
Previously ... “All right guys, time to get cleaned up for bed”, I announced. We all enjoyed washing each other’s beautiful bodies. Amazingly, all of us got hard again, even after the steamy lovemaking. You thought I was going to say sex. No, my friend. It was much more than that. I was happy that James and Robb had bonded. Both James, whom I’d known since we were kids, and Robb, who I’d had a soft spot in my heart for almost a year, would become an integral part of my life. We would love each other, have sex with each other and all together, and love would be the operative word. Jealousy wasn’t allowed in our relationship.
After a shooter to relax us, we climbed into bed. Nothing was said, but I ended up in the middle. I slept through the night with nothing to interrupt the peaceful feeling that I now had.
I woke up to birds chirping and light coming through the window whose curtain hadn’t been drawn the night before. It’s amazing the things you forget when thinking with your little head. I had my arm on Robb’s chest; he was still asleep, but James wasn’t in bed! I got up and looked around, worried he had ‘virgin’s remorse’. I found a note on the coffee table.
I smiled to myself, “Great, no guilt.” I put on the coffee, poured some orange juice, and checked on Robb, who was just wiping the sleep out of his eyes. Taking the juice he said, “I could get used to this service.”
I pulled the covers back and seeing his hard cock, I said, “I could get used to this service”, as I gave it a happy squeeze.
“Do you have to be back tonight,” I asked.
“The only thing on my dance card is meeting a new guy on the team at the pool Monday afternoon. Coach will to be out of town, and asked if I would show him around and see how he performs in the water. Besides, when I talked to him, he had a cute sounding accent. He has been on a team all through high school and in his freshman year, and I’m told he is really good. He transferred from New Zealand to be at our school, so I thought I’d grab a bite with him, after, if he isn’t busy, and show him some hospitality” he said, with one hand on his hip imitating Mae West. “Maybe you could join us, Scott?” he asked.
“Sounds like a plan. We can leave in the morning.
I want to call the guy at the paper and I need to take some new drawings to the loft before noon and check on progress.
“Loft, what’s that all about?” Robb inquired.
“You mean I didn’t tell you about selling the house, and buying a large loft in a renovated warehouse, a fifteen minute walk from school, and close both to public transit and two freeways?”
“Scott, it sounds Marvy! Are you looking for a roommate?” he asked.
Strangely, that thought had been going through my mind as I woke up with my arm draped over him.
“Robb, I’m not sure if that would be a good idea. Our schoolwork could suffer.” Robb, always the happy guy, looked really disappointed, but tried to hide it. “I didn’t say no, because I would love it. We both need to sleep on it, and think about it with clear heads,” I concluded. At least his smile came back. “Robb, The loft is over 5000 square feet. There would be room for the whole team to live there for that matter, so from that angle there isn’t a problem. In any event, you are going to see the loft, plenty. It’s going to have a good size whirlpool on one of the terraces. It has a 16 foot high ceiling and will have a working fireplace. There will also be room to set up a photo studio, which can be pushed out of the way when we have a beer bust. The developer has done some nice touches, like a vestibule when you come in, with glass block walls and a solid inner door to stop noise from coming from, or in my case, going to, the hallway. The access to the second floor sleeping area and bath, with a huge shower room, is from the vestibule, too. So, if anyone is sleeping, they won’t be disturbed by noise from the main floor. Please note, Robb, I said ‘if’.”
“Scott, I hope we can work it out so I can live with you, because I haven’t slept as peacefully as I have this weekend, in a couple of years. Ever since my brother raped me, I sleep so lightly that a random creak of the floor puts me in panic mode and I can’t get back to sleep again.”
I embraced Robb, rubbing his back. “Man, I’m so sorry. It really sucks that that happened,” I said.
“It was bad enough before, when he would get drunk and stick his cock in my mouth. If I didn’t give him a good blow-job, he would grab my head and fuck my face. It isn’t fun when you are forced to do it; it’s gross. To make it worse, my brother is a pig -- he doesn’t shower very often,” Robb confessed.
I was in tears now. How could anybody do such a horrible thing to the sweetest guy I’ve ever met? He was crying now, too, and holding on to me for dear life. “Robb, you’ve spent your last night under that roof -- you will live with me at the big house until the loft is ready, and you will be my roommate!” He was bawling his eyes out now.
“Scott, (sniff ) these are tears of joy (sniff). I didn’t know what to do -- I had considered something drastic, and then you came along; it’s like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Another thing, I want you to fuck me.”
I was astonished he would say that. “I will, Robb, when you are ready.”
We spent several hours sunning in the nude, with towels ready in case a boat came too close. We took turns slathering sun block on each other, paying particular attention to the parts of the anatomy that never saw the sun. Robb got me so horny that I said, either we jump in the cold water or have sex. We looked at each other, and started beating each other off. Even a hand job from Robb felt great. A couple of times I put my hand on his to stop him, because I wanted it to last longer. I watched his body carefully, for any sign he was getting close; when he was, I slowed down or stopped. We kept it up for about 45 minutes.
“I want to swallow your cum, Scott.”
We assumed the 69 position and managed to cum at the same time. Robb’s big balls produced a lot, recovering quickly. I was getting to like jism blasting into my mouth. I didn’t like beer the first time I had it; cum was the same. With cum, it was more the pleasure of getting someone off with my lips, mouth and throat than the taste. When James or Robb started shooting in my mouth, it was a sure thing that I would cum momentarily.
We got our fair share of sun. It makes me sleepy, but I was parched, so we went into the cottage and made some lemon-aid.
“Feel like a nap, babes?” I asked.
“Any excuse so I can be in bed with you, Scott.”
I bent over, and kissed the head of his flaccid schlong. How that boy could go from completely soft, to having it slap his tummy, in two seconds, was beyond me, but it always made me hard! Rob lay down on top of me, with his ass pressed against my cock. I thought it was his way of telling me he wanted me to fuck him, but I wanted him to be really comfortable with the idea before we did it. He was fragile after what he had been through. I guess he was looking at me as his savior, so I didn’t want to rush into anything. I held him on top of me.
“Scott, I like how that feels.”
“That makes two of us, Bambi.” As he wiggled around, he was making me crazy.
“Are you going to fuck me now?” he asked.
“Turn over, so I can look into your eyes.” I saw fear and apprehension; I kissed his succulent lips. Robb, I will fuck you when the time is right. I don’t think it is, just yet.” He had a look of relief on his face, and kissed me deeply.
“I’ve been right about you all along. You are the only guy I’ve met that I feel I can trust completely. That wasn’t supposed to be a test, but if it was, I know I can trust you with my life. Coming from someone that has had his trust violated, that is the highest praise I can give anybody. If you think I’m sucking up because you are taking me in, you don’t know me.”
“Robb, not another word about it. The truth of the matter is, I’m taking you in, as you put it, because I need the rent money.” He had an incredulous look on his face. “Robb, I was kidding!”
It made me feel good to see him laugh and smile and kiss and do all the unique things he does when he is with me. I was looking forward to ‘Robb the roommate’. We are polar opposites. He is happy, outgoing, laughed easily and long, and would give you a smile anytime. I’m more like my old man: serious, have to work at smiling, could be a bit of a loner, and have had depression. I’m slow to make friends but when I do, the friendship is intense and unshakeable. Bambi was dear to my heart. I didn’t know if we would end up being lovers; I just knew how good he made me feel. To think that 48 hours ago, I was still in the closet.
We dozed off, spooning, with the breeze blowing over our hard swimmers bodies. Although the nap was only about an hour, it recharged our batteries. I was famished, but didn’t feel like cooking. We jumped in the boat, and headed to the marina. Some couple from town sets up a hotdog/sausage stand there on weekends, and do a great business. Robb had a jumbo hotdog, complete with the fixings and rude remarks; I had one of their German style sausages. As we finished, we ran into James. “Hey dude, what’s up,” I asked.
“Not much. I was hoping you would stop in before you headed back to the city. I need to talk to you.”
“James, before I forget, put your new cell number in.” I handed him my phone as we finished eating.
“Robb, can you excuse us for a few minutes? I need to talk to Scott.”
James and I went into the showroom. I figured he was going to turn on the pressure to sell me a boat.
“Sorry for excluding Robb, but I wanted to ask you privately. As you know, I will be starting college in the fall, and like I said, yesterday, I need to figure out where I am going to live. Seeing as how great we get along in every possible way, is there any possibility I could stay with you? I don’t expect a free ride, just so you know.” he asked.
“Interesting, James. That’s why I needed your cell number. As I mentioned, I’m having a huge loft custom finished to my specs. It’s a 5000 square foot penthouse and could accommodate the entire team. It’s a 15 minute walk to campus. If you share expenses and food, You’re welcome to stay there. You can put your shoes under my bed, too! Another thing, you will know one of the guys who’s going to live with me,” I said.
If there was a cash reward for the most clueless look on a person’s face, James would be rich from that one. “Remember I told you about Robb getting raped? Anyway, he asked if he could room with me, and initially I told him I would think about it. I didn’t realize the sexual assaults were ongoing and escalating. So I told him this morning that he is going to live with me, effective immediately. He means a lot to me, and it isn’t worth the risk having him in the same room as his brother one more night. So James, if you are cool with the three of us living together, I would be thrilled to have you -- and often, ya big, handsome hunk.”
“Is once a day, enough? Are three too many,” he joked.
We rejoined Robb on the dock. We were all so happy that by the third week of August we would be under the same roof. The guys gave each other a lateral hug. “James, we are meeting a new guy on the team tomorrow afternoon, and have decided to stay up here and leave early in the morning, to avoid the Sunday night traffic. So, if you look out and see my car during the night, you will know why,” I mentioned.
“Hmmm, and if my best friend invited me to sleep over, I wouldn’t see your car,” he suggested.
“Nice fishing trip, mister. Looking for an invite, are you,”
I asked James.
He turned red. “If it’s not doable, just tell me Scott”.
“Hun, if you want to come sleep with us, just tell me you are coming over. What’s mine is yours, and what’s yours is big enough for 2,” I said.
“And mine is yours, too, James,” Robb said, with an exaggerated wink.
“James, aren’t you concerned your parents are going to start asking embarrassing questions,” I asked.
“They can ask whatever they want. If they are suspicious of me spending a couple of nights with you and jump to conclusions, I will answer truthfully. If they ask if I’m gay, I’ll tell them yes. If they ask if I love you, I will tell them I always have, but now it’s more intense,” James said.
“That’s pretty ballsy man, like how do you think they would react,” I asked.
“I really think they both would be fine with it. Mom told me she was happy I was spending the night with you because we have always been such good friends. It’ll be interesting when I tell them I’m going to be at your place two nights in a row. You’ve given me the strength to fess up if that’s what it takes. If they kick me out, I’m sure I can get a part time job to pay my share at the loft, and get a student loan for tuition”.
“I don’t think they are going to give you the boot, but if you want to test the theory, your dad is over there and glancing over in this direction, so I could wrap my arms around you and lock lips with you,” I jokingly suggested.”
“Go ahead, I could use a good kiss.”
“No, James, that would embarrass your dad. I won’t do that, but you better get those butterfly shaped lips all puckered up when you come over,” I said.
“Scott, take my boat -- tell me what you think of it, and I will bring it back in the morning. See you after dinner, guys, James said, as he pushed the boat away from the dock.”
“Come over as soon as you can, because we need to get an early start. You know the saying, ‘early to bed early to RISE’ or ‘the early worm gets to peck at your pecker’.”
I gave the Monterey a good try-out on the way back; it was really powerful. I could be happy with that boat. Turning on the CD, I discovered James likes dance/techno/trance music. The audio system was spectacular. I took Robb on a little trip around the lake, pointing out cottages of the rich and famous. I pulled the boat into our dock, nudging it into reverse to bring it to a stop. The controls and hydraulic steering made it a dream to handle. I noted the hour meter was showing less than 50 hours.
We stripped each other, nude, grabbing our towels and a couple of beers, and headed out to the dock for a little more sun. Robb lay between my legs with his head on my chest. I put my arms around him.
“Scott, I’m happy James will be living with us -- he is really a nice guy. I feel I’ve known him for a long time. He seems different, maybe just not jaded? Do you think he is going to come out to the ‘rents?”
... continued
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Copyright 2011 Sheep. All rights reserved
It is illegal to copy, post or publish without the written consent of the author. This story is NOT in the public domain
CHAPTER FIVE
Previously ... “All right guys, time to get cleaned up for bed”, I announced. We all enjoyed washing each other’s beautiful bodies. Amazingly, all of us got hard again, even after the steamy lovemaking. You thought I was going to say sex. No, my friend. It was much more than that. I was happy that James and Robb had bonded. Both James, whom I’d known since we were kids, and Robb, who I’d had a soft spot in my heart for almost a year, would become an integral part of my life. We would love each other, have sex with each other and all together, and love would be the operative word. Jealousy wasn’t allowed in our relationship.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After a shooter to relax us, we climbed into bed. Nothing was said, but I ended up in the middle. I slept through the night with nothing to interrupt the peaceful feeling that I now had.
I woke up to birds chirping and light coming through the window whose curtain hadn’t been drawn the night before. It’s amazing the things you forget when thinking with your little head. I had my arm on Robb’s chest; he was still asleep, but James wasn’t in bed! I got up and looked around, worried he had ‘virgin’s remorse’. I found a note on the coffee table.
Scott
Thanks for a night I will never forget or would ever want to.
Sorry, I have to work today, so I left at the crack of
sparrow shit. Stop in when you leave and I will give you
my new city cell number. There’s stuff I need
to ask you. Sorry, I can’t remember the number
and I don’t have my new iPhone with me.
Luvz ya, James
Thanks for a night I will never forget or would ever want to.
Sorry, I have to work today, so I left at the crack of
sparrow shit. Stop in when you leave and I will give you
my new city cell number. There’s stuff I need
to ask you. Sorry, I can’t remember the number
and I don’t have my new iPhone with me.
Luvz ya, James
I smiled to myself, “Great, no guilt.” I put on the coffee, poured some orange juice, and checked on Robb, who was just wiping the sleep out of his eyes. Taking the juice he said, “I could get used to this service.”
I pulled the covers back and seeing his hard cock, I said, “I could get used to this service”, as I gave it a happy squeeze.
“Do you have to be back tonight,” I asked.
“The only thing on my dance card is meeting a new guy on the team at the pool Monday afternoon. Coach will to be out of town, and asked if I would show him around and see how he performs in the water. Besides, when I talked to him, he had a cute sounding accent. He has been on a team all through high school and in his freshman year, and I’m told he is really good. He transferred from New Zealand to be at our school, so I thought I’d grab a bite with him, after, if he isn’t busy, and show him some hospitality” he said, with one hand on his hip imitating Mae West. “Maybe you could join us, Scott?” he asked.
“Sounds like a plan. We can leave in the morning.
I want to call the guy at the paper and I need to take some new drawings to the loft before noon and check on progress.
“Loft, what’s that all about?” Robb inquired.
“You mean I didn’t tell you about selling the house, and buying a large loft in a renovated warehouse, a fifteen minute walk from school, and close both to public transit and two freeways?”
“Scott, it sounds Marvy! Are you looking for a roommate?” he asked.
Strangely, that thought had been going through my mind as I woke up with my arm draped over him.
“Robb, I’m not sure if that would be a good idea. Our schoolwork could suffer.” Robb, always the happy guy, looked really disappointed, but tried to hide it. “I didn’t say no, because I would love it. We both need to sleep on it, and think about it with clear heads,” I concluded. At least his smile came back. “Robb, The loft is over 5000 square feet. There would be room for the whole team to live there for that matter, so from that angle there isn’t a problem. In any event, you are going to see the loft, plenty. It’s going to have a good size whirlpool on one of the terraces. It has a 16 foot high ceiling and will have a working fireplace. There will also be room to set up a photo studio, which can be pushed out of the way when we have a beer bust. The developer has done some nice touches, like a vestibule when you come in, with glass block walls and a solid inner door to stop noise from coming from, or in my case, going to, the hallway. The access to the second floor sleeping area and bath, with a huge shower room, is from the vestibule, too. So, if anyone is sleeping, they won’t be disturbed by noise from the main floor. Please note, Robb, I said ‘if’.”
“Scott, I hope we can work it out so I can live with you, because I haven’t slept as peacefully as I have this weekend, in a couple of years. Ever since my brother raped me, I sleep so lightly that a random creak of the floor puts me in panic mode and I can’t get back to sleep again.”
I embraced Robb, rubbing his back. “Man, I’m so sorry. It really sucks that that happened,” I said.
“It was bad enough before, when he would get drunk and stick his cock in my mouth. If I didn’t give him a good blow-job, he would grab my head and fuck my face. It isn’t fun when you are forced to do it; it’s gross. To make it worse, my brother is a pig -- he doesn’t shower very often,” Robb confessed.
I was in tears now. How could anybody do such a horrible thing to the sweetest guy I’ve ever met? He was crying now, too, and holding on to me for dear life. “Robb, you’ve spent your last night under that roof -- you will live with me at the big house until the loft is ready, and you will be my roommate!” He was bawling his eyes out now.
“Scott, (sniff ) these are tears of joy (sniff). I didn’t know what to do -- I had considered something drastic, and then you came along; it’s like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Another thing, I want you to fuck me.”
I was astonished he would say that. “I will, Robb, when you are ready.”
We spent several hours sunning in the nude, with towels ready in case a boat came too close. We took turns slathering sun block on each other, paying particular attention to the parts of the anatomy that never saw the sun. Robb got me so horny that I said, either we jump in the cold water or have sex. We looked at each other, and started beating each other off. Even a hand job from Robb felt great. A couple of times I put my hand on his to stop him, because I wanted it to last longer. I watched his body carefully, for any sign he was getting close; when he was, I slowed down or stopped. We kept it up for about 45 minutes.
“I want to swallow your cum, Scott.”
We assumed the 69 position and managed to cum at the same time. Robb’s big balls produced a lot, recovering quickly. I was getting to like jism blasting into my mouth. I didn’t like beer the first time I had it; cum was the same. With cum, it was more the pleasure of getting someone off with my lips, mouth and throat than the taste. When James or Robb started shooting in my mouth, it was a sure thing that I would cum momentarily.
We got our fair share of sun. It makes me sleepy, but I was parched, so we went into the cottage and made some lemon-aid.
“Feel like a nap, babes?” I asked.
“Any excuse so I can be in bed with you, Scott.”
I bent over, and kissed the head of his flaccid schlong. How that boy could go from completely soft, to having it slap his tummy, in two seconds, was beyond me, but it always made me hard! Rob lay down on top of me, with his ass pressed against my cock. I thought it was his way of telling me he wanted me to fuck him, but I wanted him to be really comfortable with the idea before we did it. He was fragile after what he had been through. I guess he was looking at me as his savior, so I didn’t want to rush into anything. I held him on top of me.
“Scott, I like how that feels.”
“That makes two of us, Bambi.” As he wiggled around, he was making me crazy.
“Are you going to fuck me now?” he asked.
“Turn over, so I can look into your eyes.” I saw fear and apprehension; I kissed his succulent lips. Robb, I will fuck you when the time is right. I don’t think it is, just yet.” He had a look of relief on his face, and kissed me deeply.
“I’ve been right about you all along. You are the only guy I’ve met that I feel I can trust completely. That wasn’t supposed to be a test, but if it was, I know I can trust you with my life. Coming from someone that has had his trust violated, that is the highest praise I can give anybody. If you think I’m sucking up because you are taking me in, you don’t know me.”
“Robb, not another word about it. The truth of the matter is, I’m taking you in, as you put it, because I need the rent money.” He had an incredulous look on his face. “Robb, I was kidding!”
It made me feel good to see him laugh and smile and kiss and do all the unique things he does when he is with me. I was looking forward to ‘Robb the roommate’. We are polar opposites. He is happy, outgoing, laughed easily and long, and would give you a smile anytime. I’m more like my old man: serious, have to work at smiling, could be a bit of a loner, and have had depression. I’m slow to make friends but when I do, the friendship is intense and unshakeable. Bambi was dear to my heart. I didn’t know if we would end up being lovers; I just knew how good he made me feel. To think that 48 hours ago, I was still in the closet.
We dozed off, spooning, with the breeze blowing over our hard swimmers bodies. Although the nap was only about an hour, it recharged our batteries. I was famished, but didn’t feel like cooking. We jumped in the boat, and headed to the marina. Some couple from town sets up a hotdog/sausage stand there on weekends, and do a great business. Robb had a jumbo hotdog, complete with the fixings and rude remarks; I had one of their German style sausages. As we finished, we ran into James. “Hey dude, what’s up,” I asked.
“Not much. I was hoping you would stop in before you headed back to the city. I need to talk to you.”
“James, before I forget, put your new cell number in.” I handed him my phone as we finished eating.
“Robb, can you excuse us for a few minutes? I need to talk to Scott.”
James and I went into the showroom. I figured he was going to turn on the pressure to sell me a boat.
“Sorry for excluding Robb, but I wanted to ask you privately. As you know, I will be starting college in the fall, and like I said, yesterday, I need to figure out where I am going to live. Seeing as how great we get along in every possible way, is there any possibility I could stay with you? I don’t expect a free ride, just so you know.” he asked.
“Interesting, James. That’s why I needed your cell number. As I mentioned, I’m having a huge loft custom finished to my specs. It’s a 5000 square foot penthouse and could accommodate the entire team. It’s a 15 minute walk to campus. If you share expenses and food, You’re welcome to stay there. You can put your shoes under my bed, too! Another thing, you will know one of the guys who’s going to live with me,” I said.
If there was a cash reward for the most clueless look on a person’s face, James would be rich from that one. “Remember I told you about Robb getting raped? Anyway, he asked if he could room with me, and initially I told him I would think about it. I didn’t realize the sexual assaults were ongoing and escalating. So I told him this morning that he is going to live with me, effective immediately. He means a lot to me, and it isn’t worth the risk having him in the same room as his brother one more night. So James, if you are cool with the three of us living together, I would be thrilled to have you -- and often, ya big, handsome hunk.”
“Is once a day, enough? Are three too many,” he joked.
We rejoined Robb on the dock. We were all so happy that by the third week of August we would be under the same roof. The guys gave each other a lateral hug. “James, we are meeting a new guy on the team tomorrow afternoon, and have decided to stay up here and leave early in the morning, to avoid the Sunday night traffic. So, if you look out and see my car during the night, you will know why,” I mentioned.
“Hmmm, and if my best friend invited me to sleep over, I wouldn’t see your car,” he suggested.
“Nice fishing trip, mister. Looking for an invite, are you,”
I asked James.
He turned red. “If it’s not doable, just tell me Scott”.
“Hun, if you want to come sleep with us, just tell me you are coming over. What’s mine is yours, and what’s yours is big enough for 2,” I said.
“And mine is yours, too, James,” Robb said, with an exaggerated wink.
“James, aren’t you concerned your parents are going to start asking embarrassing questions,” I asked.
“They can ask whatever they want. If they are suspicious of me spending a couple of nights with you and jump to conclusions, I will answer truthfully. If they ask if I’m gay, I’ll tell them yes. If they ask if I love you, I will tell them I always have, but now it’s more intense,” James said.
“That’s pretty ballsy man, like how do you think they would react,” I asked.
“I really think they both would be fine with it. Mom told me she was happy I was spending the night with you because we have always been such good friends. It’ll be interesting when I tell them I’m going to be at your place two nights in a row. You’ve given me the strength to fess up if that’s what it takes. If they kick me out, I’m sure I can get a part time job to pay my share at the loft, and get a student loan for tuition”.
“I don’t think they are going to give you the boot, but if you want to test the theory, your dad is over there and glancing over in this direction, so I could wrap my arms around you and lock lips with you,” I jokingly suggested.”
“Go ahead, I could use a good kiss.”
“No, James, that would embarrass your dad. I won’t do that, but you better get those butterfly shaped lips all puckered up when you come over,” I said.
“Scott, take my boat -- tell me what you think of it, and I will bring it back in the morning. See you after dinner, guys, James said, as he pushed the boat away from the dock.”
“Come over as soon as you can, because we need to get an early start. You know the saying, ‘early to bed early to RISE’ or ‘the early worm gets to peck at your pecker’.”
I gave the Monterey a good try-out on the way back; it was really powerful. I could be happy with that boat. Turning on the CD, I discovered James likes dance/techno/trance music. The audio system was spectacular. I took Robb on a little trip around the lake, pointing out cottages of the rich and famous. I pulled the boat into our dock, nudging it into reverse to bring it to a stop. The controls and hydraulic steering made it a dream to handle. I noted the hour meter was showing less than 50 hours.
We stripped each other, nude, grabbing our towels and a couple of beers, and headed out to the dock for a little more sun. Robb lay between my legs with his head on my chest. I put my arms around him.
“Scott, I’m happy James will be living with us -- he is really a nice guy. I feel I’ve known him for a long time. He seems different, maybe just not jaded? Do you think he is going to come out to the ‘rents?”
... continued
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You know I just realized that this story took place in the course in 2 days so far haha! Great job as usual Sheep 
I can't wait to see what the swim team gets into in the loft!
I can't wait to see what the swim team gets into in the loft!
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Fantastic!
Sheep,
You are writing a wonderful story.
I'm trying to get caught up - about half way through, as of tonight.
You are writing a wonderful story.
I'm trying to get caught up - about half way through, as of tonight.
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You got the job done! Good work!!!
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Awsome chapter sheep really looking foward to more. Did i mention i love this story?
I don't know, Sheep, you might not have rivaled Dovstoyevsky, yet.
(or however that's spelled!)
On the other hand, I think his writing just might have been a bit "drier" and less immediately compelling of expelling bodily fluids.
Yours, on the other handjob . . .
(or however that's spelled!)
On the other hand, I think his writing just might have been a bit "drier" and less immediately compelling of expelling bodily fluids.
Yours, on the other handjob . . .
I can't comment on Fyodor Dostoevsky as I am not educated in the Russian Language. Considering the time he wrote, I'm sure there would be many differences in our literary style, but I'm sure Федор Достоевский was relevant to the time
It's all Greek to me. I'd use Google Translate, but this tried old puppy needs to get some sleep. It's been a bit elusive, as of late.
Just did the Google Translate on das vadanya boy chuckle.
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CHAPTER SIX
Previously .... We stripped each other nude, grabbing our towels and a couple of beers and headed out to the dock for a little more sun. Robb lay between my legs with his head on my chest. I put my arms around him.
“Scott, I’m happy James will be living with us -- he is really a super guy. I feel I’ve known him for a long time. He seems different, maybe just not jaded? Do you think he is going to come out to the ‘rents?”
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“I’m sure they would love him no matter what. I doubt there will be any confrontation. I can’t conceive of him being thrown out for being gay” I said.
“From what I’ve seen, they treat him with respect. If I had to, I could help with his room and board for a little while if things got ugly,” Robb said.
“Bambi, it impresses me that you would do that for him.”
“Scott, I really feel that if our situations were reversed, he would do it for me. I may need to worry about how I will be treated by my ‘rents when I leave. I haven’t really thought too much about saying anything to them about my brother. He threatened to kill me if I said anything. I don’t have to say anything but from everything I’ve heard, seen on TV or read, what he is doing escalates and there will be victims. I think I have a responsibility to at least tell my parents. Maybe they can get him some counseling.”
“I agree with you; just make sure you have all your stuff in the car and make sure he isn’t there when you talk. I will be outside waiting for you. If you have loads of stuff, we can switch cars at my house; I will use mom’s 2003 Ford Expedition. I’m sure everything will fit in it. I was going to sell it but they depreciate fast so I kept it for the time being. It seats 9; at the press of a button the third row seats fold into the floor,” I said.
“Robb, what do you feel like for dinner?” I asked.
“Hun, why don’t you leave that to me? I’ll go through the food and make something while you make notes about what you need to do tomorrow and have another beer. I already have plans for dessert. James can be dessert,” Robb exclaimed.
“You’re dirty but I like you,” I fired back.
I had no idea what gastronomic orgy Robb would put together but was happy he took the bull by the horns. Indeed, I had to bring myself a little closer to reality for a little while to focus. A loud ‘marvy’ emanated from the kitchen; I took it as an indication the dinner menu had been decided. I made notes on my iPad of things to check out at the loft. I thought it would be trendy to have a gas fireplace in the ‘master bedroom’. I hadn’t done any planning for the second floor as frankly it wasn’t a priority. I had submitted drawings for a huge shower and two bathrooms each with a toilet and basin but if I could, I wanted to add another accessible from the shower room. I decided it would make more sense to have a laundry room adjacent to the other plumbing. I was thinking I should build a totally separated guest room and 4 piece bath so if I had company staying for awhile we wouldn’t be in each other’s faces all the time. The main open space would be divided 60/40. Closets are always in short supply, so I would try to layout about 6 walk-ins of around 7 ft. X 7 ft. in two rows that would be the dividing walls between the bedrooms. They would have shelving and drawer units, eliminating the need for furniture in the bedroom. I planned to use mom and dad’s matching queen-size Tempur-Pedic mattresses pushed together on the floor in ‘the master’ and perhaps replace them with a pair of king-size when we got settled in. Shelving in the vestibule would be built for shoes and boots. I’m not crazy about having shoes stored with clothing. If the new energy efficient replica windows were installed, I could get Robb to help measure them for blinds.
“It’s on the table, Scott”
“Oh yeah, sorry, I was deep in thought.”
We ate the KD and cubed pressed ham. It wasn’t as bad as it sounds.
“Wonder when James will be here,” Robb inquired.
“You seem anxious to see him again. I thought since this was Sunday. we should have a day of rest and just go to sleep at bedtime,” I said, covering a smirk.
“You can sleep but I want to fuck his tight, almost virgin ass if that’s okay with you.”
“Robb, you drive a hard bargain. Majority rules, I guess,” I laughed.
We had no sooner finished cleaning up in the kitchen and brushing our teeth. when I noticed through the window James’ boat slowing down. Robb flew down the stairs to help him tie the boat. I think Robb had a crush on James. I couldn’t blame him. I had loved him forever, but I wasn’t prepared for the new feelings I had for him.
“Hey dude,” I said.
He wrapped his arms around me giving me a loving kiss on the lips. I looked into his incredible blue eyes and melted.
“So I guess you wanna know what my parents had to say,” he asked.
“I assume it could have been worse -- you’re still alive,” I suggested.
James recounted his ‘little talk’ with his parents.
“I told them I was coming here for the night, and told them that I was going to be living with you guys for the school year, and you guys got me on the swim team, and...mom interrupted...your father and I have worried about you, son, we thought you were a homosexual...then dad piped in, you have been best friends with Scott and we really like him, it’s just, how can I say this, since Saturday you’ve been walking around with a silly grin on your face. You love him, don’t you? I know love when I see it. Don’t lie! I was almost in tears and said, dad, mom, yes I do! I would do anything for him. And then they said James, we are really happy for you. We don’t care if you are blue, pink, yellow, or purple, we care only that you are happy and happy with who you are. We love you unconditionally. God knows, you wouldn’t have chosen to be gay. You have accepted what you are and are embracing it ... then mom said to tell you the truth, I wouldn’t deal well with grandchildren, so don’t beat yourself up. Dad said we will always love you and be proud of you. I have carried your picture in my wallet. If and when the time comes, I would be delighted to carry a picture of you and Scott as well.”
“I bet you damned near shit yourself wondering how it was gonna go down,” I asked.
“Scott, If I didn’t have your support going into that, I think I would have died.”
“You just might have an even closer relationship with the parents now that everything is open. I think they appreciated your honesty.”
“Actually, they mentioned that, too. I felt like a weight was taken off me. I don’t have to be an actor anymore. The only regret I have is wasting so much time with the girls trying to keep up appearances, but you know, when you live in a village of 350 people you try not to attract too much attention. All that time could have been used trying to seduce you,” James said.
I threw my arms around him, kissing him tenderly, and cried on his shoulder. It was such a relief. James could be himself now.
“Don’t I deserve one, too? If it wasn’t for me dragging Scott out of the closet, who knows when you would’ve come out.”
Robb and James hugged and kissed and pulled each other closer holding each other’s ass. “Robb, for your part in this I will grant you one wish,” James said.
“Only one? Okay, I want to fuck you tonight”
James looked at me as if asking for permission.
“I want Robb to fuck you, too, but I want to suck your cock.”
“But I haven’t had a shower, yet,” James said.
“Psssh, I didn’t ask. You can shower after. I want you au naturel.”
We were all horny as hell, so we disrobed. James camped it up, doing a strip tease. I kissed my way down his chest, nibbling his nubs as I worked down to his belly button. Like everything else about James, it was a perfect innie hidden in those clumps of muscle on his tummy. My tongue followed the blond treasure trail to the ultimate reward. I buried my nose in his pubes and inhaled deeply. He smelled clean, with a hint of musk. I guess he smelled like what he was ... a man. My tongue ran along the top of his beautiful 8” penis and along the sides, finishing up tonguing the underside of his nearly vertical cock, working the frenulum as he moaned. I opened my mouth all the way and guided his big wet head and shaft into my mouth. It was perfectly awesome. I can’t describe the taste, which wasn’t strong; I can tell you it was turning me into an animal. My mouth was watering. James was moaning and had his eyes closed; a smile covered his face. I ran my fingertips over his balls.
“Hey, Scott, I want to fuck him. He can face fuck you at the same time.”
Robb was kissing James deeply. The contented sighs and moans got me so worked up, I was dripping. I stood back from the bed. We all took turns kissing each other, with Robb going out of his mind with passion when he got a taste of James in my mouth, and flipped James onto his stomach and started to eat James’ ass. It wasn’t possible to tell from the moans and whimpers just who was loving it more. James had his legs spread apart with his ass pushed up to Robb's face, who was in seventh heaven.
“Fuck me, Robb,” James begged.
I French kissed Robb and stroked his running cock, Robb lay on his back, and James sucked his dick.
“Lube my ass, baby,” James said.
Robb worked a generous helping of Astroglide into James using two fingers. Judging by the reaction, he hit the magic spot. He then gave his cock a good lube and laid back. James eased his ass onto Robb's dick while he sat with his back to him. I kissed him and told him to relax so he would enjoy it to the max: I resumed sucking to take his mind off the momentary pain. The position worked nicely; we could all touch each other and feel the love. James was bouncing up and down on Robb’s thick 6 1/2” of boy-fun. I got James out of my mouth before the face-fuck knocked my teeth out. He was screaming like a banshee, or was that Robb? The moaning increased in volume. I couldn’t take it anymore and knew I would cum momentarily, so I sped up the process and jerked my load on James big cock.
“I’m going to cum,” they said in unison, so I grabbed James in my fist and made his orgasm more powerful.
His jizz flew over his shoulder, landing on Robb’s chest. I jumped on the mating pair and licked Robb clean. Robb followed up with slurping my cum off James’ still hard dick. We cuddled together holding on to each other as we kissed and told each other how much we loved them. Even Robb professed his love!
When our heart rates normalized, we headed off to the shower and bathed one another. After drying each other, James spending more time than was necessary drying my junk, we shut the lights off and crawled in bed, James being the meat in the sandwich. He spooned to my back with his arm around me and his hand holding my cock. I could feel he was erect again but we all needed to sleep. Tomorrow was a big day for me and Robb.
I fell asleep quickly from all the sun, sex, and fun, however, I woke up a couple of hours later. James was jacking me very slowly. Occasionally he stopped and spit into his hand, then resumed. It felt so good the way he was massaging it and my balls. I could feel his hardness pressing my ass. I quietly reached my hand to my mouth and spit in my palm then reached behind me and rubbed it all over his dick. He moaned softly and kissed the back of my neck. He whispered in my ear that Robb was asleep. We were giving each other such a super sensation so we both kept up with the saliva when things got a little dry. I played with his cock lips which produced quite a bit of pre-cum. This was a better lube than spit, but it, too, dried up. James quietly climbed over me, got out of bed, knelt beside the bed, and sucked my cock into his wet mouth. With all the jacking, I was on the edge anyway and didn’t even attempt to hold it back, so I came in his mouth. After my ejaculation, he let my cock slip out of his mouth and put his lips to mine and opened his mouth. allowing my tongue to suck out most of my load. I then re-deposited it on James’ penis and sucked him, silently. I felt his abs tighten up. He held my head tightly and started his eruption. I expected a smaller gift but was surprised to receive a huge load. Unfortunately, due to his holding my head, he shot down my throat, depriving me from the wonderful taste of his love juice. We got back in bed and spooned after a quick trip to pee.
Morning came too early. I got up and started the coffee.
“James, we are having a practice meet on Thursday. Is there any possibility you could drive down and join the practice and meet the others? If you come early enough I’ll take you to the loft so you can see where you will be living for the next 3 years -- at least.”
“I don’t see a problem; Thursday is the day I do my running around so if there isn’t anything that has to be done at the marina, I can come. Can I sleep over with you as I normally don’t start work on Fridays until noon?”
I looked at Robb who was rubbing the sleep from his eyes; he gave me a smile. “Not a problem, James, but we three will have to share a bed,” I said smugly.
We all shared a group hug with kisses for everybody. Robb and I tossed our stuff in our bags and stripped both beds as we finished our coffee. We bade farewell on the dock; James departing in his coveted Monterey and Robb and I in the piece of shit boat.
The trip home was uneventful. Bambi managed to sleep with his head in my lap as I ran my fingers lightly through his hair. I left my radio off as I was organizing the day in my mind. First stop would be my place. Our race to the powder room resulted in a tie so we shared, Robb held mine and I aimed Robb’s at the bowl. This truly was the pause that refreshes; to hell with Coke!
I noticed the phone flashing so I asked Robb to get the stuff from the car. I went into the study to tend to the phone and email. There was a call from the estates officer asking me to call as soon as possible regarding insurance. Hmm. I called right away and got the guy’s voicemail so I left a message to call me back on my cell. A check of my email revealed the usual number of bank managers trying to get FOURTEEN MILLION UNITED STATES DOLLARS which belonged to a geologist killed several years earlier in a plane crash in Africa and died with no beneficiaries off its books. I would get the full $14 million less a 20% handling fee. Dad always said, ‘if something seems too good to be true, it probably is,’ and I hit the delete key!
I printed off the amendments and drawings for the loft and Robb and I got our towels, Speedos, goggles , etc., from our bags, tossing the balance in the laundry hamper. We stuffed the bedsheets from the cottage in the washer and ran them through the heavy duty cycle, grabbed the keys for the Expedition, and took off to Robb’s house. I rang the bell and knocked, but nobody was home.
I shouted to Robb, “The coast is clear,” so he took me to the back door and unlocked it. He noticed his brother’s lunch pail wasn’t there so we grabbed some garbage bags and went to his room. The acrid scent of his brother had permeated the fabric of the room. I held bags open as Robb emptied the drawers of his dresser into them. He carefully packed his swimming medals and trophies including one his brother had jumped on in a rage. He decided to take the desk he made in Shop in High School. He had done a professional job of it. After loading everything into the SUV we took off to the loft.
“Holy football field, Batman, this place is huge,” was Robb’s first statement.
The new double glazed, argon filled, solar reflective windows had now been installed and the windows had been trimmed, so we set about measuring for blinds. I had spare elevation drawings, so we marked the measurements on the plan. We saw that the whirlpool was partially installed. I took him upstairs, finding the shower and bathrooms hadn’t been started. That was a relief. I roughly indicated what I wanted to do to the second story. We stepped out the door onto the deck on the roof. We were quite close to where the Sauna would be. Work had commenced on the pool. There was an elaborate steel structure beneath it to transfer the load to the concrete columns of the building. The building, formerly a warehouse, was very strongly built to hold shelving to the ceiling; the floors were 7” of reinforced concrete and the columns appeared to be 2 1/2 ft. in diameter. I showed him where the kitchen was going. The plumbing and electrical had been roughed in.
“What are these pipes and wires?” Robb inquired.
“That is where the island is going. It contains a sink and dishwasher. It will be almost 4 ft. X 10 ft. with an eating bar on one side. Over there is the kitchen. The pipe marked ‘gas’ is where the huge range will be. The water line is for the ice machine. The wires are for outlets and efficient under cabinet LED lighting, and these wires are for TV and phone,” I confirmed.
“Marvy! There will be plenty of room for me to make you KD and ham,” he joked.
“The Weber BBQ will be just outside that door,” I said, indicating French doors leading to the west terrace.
I showed him my idea for shoe and boot storage in the vestibule, close to where a large closet would be. Okay, let’s blow this pop stand and go to the construction office.
“I’ll start with that lumpy electrician on the ladder exposing his bulge to our hungry eyes,” Robb salivated.
“I don’t know what it is about electricians. They are always the hunkiest guys on the site,” I confirmed.
“Hi, I’m Josh. Are you guys kids of the owner of this loft?” he inquired.
“Hi Josh, I’m Scott and this is my roommate and teammate Robb. I’m the owner.”
“Wow, I expected some balding, newly divorced, fat, rich guy to be making this his playboy mansion. It’s gonna be a sweet crib,” he said.
Robb was off like a shot when Josh got down off the ladder. “I’m Robb. You look like you’re in quite good shape.”
“This work helps keep you in shape, but yes, I swim 100 laps twice a week and go to the gym 3 times a week,” Josh said.
“You must have an understanding wife, to let you spend so much time away from home,” I said.
Josh blushed and said he wasn’t married, or ever would be.
“Josh, it sounds like you are trying to make a statement, but I don’t mean to pry.”
“Don’t let on to any of the others but my parents were always bugging me about when am I gonna find a wife and settle down and make some grandkids. I had a bad day at work one day and got pissed off when they started in again with that, I told them unless I knock up Jeff, you won’t be getting any. Guys, they went fuckin’ ballistic, confirmed I was ‘a queer’ and kicked me out then and there. So I called Jeff, who said get your ass over here; to which I replied, ‘I know I get my ass over there’ so I’m heading that way now, and so I moved in with my boyfriend. That was a year ago and believe me, we’ve been trying to make babies every possible way, but it isn’t working,” he roared with laughter.
“Glad things worked out for the better, Josh. Maybe in September you might want to come over with him for a soak and some beers,” added Robb.
We exchanged cell numbers and shook hands. “We must go now, great chatting. I’ll give you a call when we are finished up in here and all moved in,” I said.
“Meanwhile, if you guys need help with anything, I have a pickup and so does Jeff. He is also in construction so we have strong backs.”
“I noticed,” Robb said, running a hand over his back, shoulders, and arms.
Josh just blushed.
“Don’t mind Robb, He only hits on guys in jeans, shorts, Speedos, board shorts, or nude in the shower,” I told him.
He looked around checking for workmates and then gave us both a big hug.
“I’m really shy and Jeff is totally shy. I don’t know how I had the nerve to just talk to you guys, but I’m glad I did.”
We said our goodbyes and headed to the construction office. Time was getting tight. I didn’t want our meeting with the Aussie guy to get screwed up, so I informed them I would be down with more plans for additional bathrooms, laundry room, gas fireplace, closets, some partitioning and shelving for shoe storage. They said it wasn’t a problem, as the other penthouse units would be completed this week, so there would be a full work force next week. On the way to the SUV my cell rang. It was the trust officer casually telling me the proceeds of dad’s accidental death insurance provided as a benefit through work had arrived, and what did I want done with it.
“What’s the amount?”
“One and a quarter.”
“One and a quarter what,” I inquired.
“Oh, sorry, Scott. It’s One million, two hundred and fifty-thousand dollars”
“Transfer it to my savings account, I will set up a discount brokerage account, and invest the money myself,” I told him.
“Let’s grab a burger on the way, Bambi; I’m buying,” I said.
Parking was easy this time of the year so I wheeled the biggest thing in the world in the first available space and we headed for the locker room.
We had our university Speedos, goggles, and towels in hand and went into the shower room.
“Excuse me sir, I’m new here and I’m looking for Robb on the swim team. Do either of you know him?”
My jaw fell open; I dropped everything on the floor.
“Robb, I think that’s an Aussie accent.”
“Too right, I’m strine. G’day mate, my name is Jesse and this is Vlad. I came across him on campus this arvo looking like a lost soul. He’s a freshman and looking to get on the team as well. He was so well dressed I wanted to know where he shops.”
Jesse stood there, half boned, with a thick, uncut cock, great legs, and the most beautiful ass I have ever, ever, ever seen. Ever. In my life. After the call about the insurance cheque, I felt like superman. This boy standing here was Kryptonite. I just stood there and stared. I couldn’t even talk. I had no power. He had taken it away.
.... to be continued
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CHAPTER SIX
Previously .... We stripped each other nude, grabbing our towels and a couple of beers and headed out to the dock for a little more sun. Robb lay between my legs with his head on my chest. I put my arms around him.
“Scott, I’m happy James will be living with us -- he is really a super guy. I feel I’ve known him for a long time. He seems different, maybe just not jaded? Do you think he is going to come out to the ‘rents?”
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“I’m sure they would love him no matter what. I doubt there will be any confrontation. I can’t conceive of him being thrown out for being gay” I said.
“From what I’ve seen, they treat him with respect. If I had to, I could help with his room and board for a little while if things got ugly,” Robb said.
“Bambi, it impresses me that you would do that for him.”
“Scott, I really feel that if our situations were reversed, he would do it for me. I may need to worry about how I will be treated by my ‘rents when I leave. I haven’t really thought too much about saying anything to them about my brother. He threatened to kill me if I said anything. I don’t have to say anything but from everything I’ve heard, seen on TV or read, what he is doing escalates and there will be victims. I think I have a responsibility to at least tell my parents. Maybe they can get him some counseling.”
“I agree with you; just make sure you have all your stuff in the car and make sure he isn’t there when you talk. I will be outside waiting for you. If you have loads of stuff, we can switch cars at my house; I will use mom’s 2003 Ford Expedition. I’m sure everything will fit in it. I was going to sell it but they depreciate fast so I kept it for the time being. It seats 9; at the press of a button the third row seats fold into the floor,” I said.
“Robb, what do you feel like for dinner?” I asked.
“Hun, why don’t you leave that to me? I’ll go through the food and make something while you make notes about what you need to do tomorrow and have another beer. I already have plans for dessert. James can be dessert,” Robb exclaimed.
“You’re dirty but I like you,” I fired back.
I had no idea what gastronomic orgy Robb would put together but was happy he took the bull by the horns. Indeed, I had to bring myself a little closer to reality for a little while to focus. A loud ‘marvy’ emanated from the kitchen; I took it as an indication the dinner menu had been decided. I made notes on my iPad of things to check out at the loft. I thought it would be trendy to have a gas fireplace in the ‘master bedroom’. I hadn’t done any planning for the second floor as frankly it wasn’t a priority. I had submitted drawings for a huge shower and two bathrooms each with a toilet and basin but if I could, I wanted to add another accessible from the shower room. I decided it would make more sense to have a laundry room adjacent to the other plumbing. I was thinking I should build a totally separated guest room and 4 piece bath so if I had company staying for awhile we wouldn’t be in each other’s faces all the time. The main open space would be divided 60/40. Closets are always in short supply, so I would try to layout about 6 walk-ins of around 7 ft. X 7 ft. in two rows that would be the dividing walls between the bedrooms. They would have shelving and drawer units, eliminating the need for furniture in the bedroom. I planned to use mom and dad’s matching queen-size Tempur-Pedic mattresses pushed together on the floor in ‘the master’ and perhaps replace them with a pair of king-size when we got settled in. Shelving in the vestibule would be built for shoes and boots. I’m not crazy about having shoes stored with clothing. If the new energy efficient replica windows were installed, I could get Robb to help measure them for blinds.
“It’s on the table, Scott”
“Oh yeah, sorry, I was deep in thought.”
We ate the KD and cubed pressed ham. It wasn’t as bad as it sounds.
“Wonder when James will be here,” Robb inquired.
“You seem anxious to see him again. I thought since this was Sunday. we should have a day of rest and just go to sleep at bedtime,” I said, covering a smirk.
“You can sleep but I want to fuck his tight, almost virgin ass if that’s okay with you.”
“Robb, you drive a hard bargain. Majority rules, I guess,” I laughed.
We had no sooner finished cleaning up in the kitchen and brushing our teeth. when I noticed through the window James’ boat slowing down. Robb flew down the stairs to help him tie the boat. I think Robb had a crush on James. I couldn’t blame him. I had loved him forever, but I wasn’t prepared for the new feelings I had for him.
“Hey dude,” I said.
He wrapped his arms around me giving me a loving kiss on the lips. I looked into his incredible blue eyes and melted.
“So I guess you wanna know what my parents had to say,” he asked.
“I assume it could have been worse -- you’re still alive,” I suggested.
James recounted his ‘little talk’ with his parents.
“I told them I was coming here for the night, and told them that I was going to be living with you guys for the school year, and you guys got me on the swim team, and...mom interrupted...your father and I have worried about you, son, we thought you were a homosexual...then dad piped in, you have been best friends with Scott and we really like him, it’s just, how can I say this, since Saturday you’ve been walking around with a silly grin on your face. You love him, don’t you? I know love when I see it. Don’t lie! I was almost in tears and said, dad, mom, yes I do! I would do anything for him. And then they said James, we are really happy for you. We don’t care if you are blue, pink, yellow, or purple, we care only that you are happy and happy with who you are. We love you unconditionally. God knows, you wouldn’t have chosen to be gay. You have accepted what you are and are embracing it ... then mom said to tell you the truth, I wouldn’t deal well with grandchildren, so don’t beat yourself up. Dad said we will always love you and be proud of you. I have carried your picture in my wallet. If and when the time comes, I would be delighted to carry a picture of you and Scott as well.”
“I bet you damned near shit yourself wondering how it was gonna go down,” I asked.
“Scott, If I didn’t have your support going into that, I think I would have died.”
“You just might have an even closer relationship with the parents now that everything is open. I think they appreciated your honesty.”
“Actually, they mentioned that, too. I felt like a weight was taken off me. I don’t have to be an actor anymore. The only regret I have is wasting so much time with the girls trying to keep up appearances, but you know, when you live in a village of 350 people you try not to attract too much attention. All that time could have been used trying to seduce you,” James said.
I threw my arms around him, kissing him tenderly, and cried on his shoulder. It was such a relief. James could be himself now.
“Don’t I deserve one, too? If it wasn’t for me dragging Scott out of the closet, who knows when you would’ve come out.”
Robb and James hugged and kissed and pulled each other closer holding each other’s ass. “Robb, for your part in this I will grant you one wish,” James said.
“Only one? Okay, I want to fuck you tonight”
James looked at me as if asking for permission.
“I want Robb to fuck you, too, but I want to suck your cock.”
“But I haven’t had a shower, yet,” James said.
“Psssh, I didn’t ask. You can shower after. I want you au naturel.”
We were all horny as hell, so we disrobed. James camped it up, doing a strip tease. I kissed my way down his chest, nibbling his nubs as I worked down to his belly button. Like everything else about James, it was a perfect innie hidden in those clumps of muscle on his tummy. My tongue followed the blond treasure trail to the ultimate reward. I buried my nose in his pubes and inhaled deeply. He smelled clean, with a hint of musk. I guess he smelled like what he was ... a man. My tongue ran along the top of his beautiful 8” penis and along the sides, finishing up tonguing the underside of his nearly vertical cock, working the frenulum as he moaned. I opened my mouth all the way and guided his big wet head and shaft into my mouth. It was perfectly awesome. I can’t describe the taste, which wasn’t strong; I can tell you it was turning me into an animal. My mouth was watering. James was moaning and had his eyes closed; a smile covered his face. I ran my fingertips over his balls.
“Hey, Scott, I want to fuck him. He can face fuck you at the same time.”
Robb was kissing James deeply. The contented sighs and moans got me so worked up, I was dripping. I stood back from the bed. We all took turns kissing each other, with Robb going out of his mind with passion when he got a taste of James in my mouth, and flipped James onto his stomach and started to eat James’ ass. It wasn’t possible to tell from the moans and whimpers just who was loving it more. James had his legs spread apart with his ass pushed up to Robb's face, who was in seventh heaven.
“Fuck me, Robb,” James begged.
I French kissed Robb and stroked his running cock, Robb lay on his back, and James sucked his dick.
“Lube my ass, baby,” James said.
Robb worked a generous helping of Astroglide into James using two fingers. Judging by the reaction, he hit the magic spot. He then gave his cock a good lube and laid back. James eased his ass onto Robb's dick while he sat with his back to him. I kissed him and told him to relax so he would enjoy it to the max: I resumed sucking to take his mind off the momentary pain. The position worked nicely; we could all touch each other and feel the love. James was bouncing up and down on Robb’s thick 6 1/2” of boy-fun. I got James out of my mouth before the face-fuck knocked my teeth out. He was screaming like a banshee, or was that Robb? The moaning increased in volume. I couldn’t take it anymore and knew I would cum momentarily, so I sped up the process and jerked my load on James big cock.
“I’m going to cum,” they said in unison, so I grabbed James in my fist and made his orgasm more powerful.
His jizz flew over his shoulder, landing on Robb’s chest. I jumped on the mating pair and licked Robb clean. Robb followed up with slurping my cum off James’ still hard dick. We cuddled together holding on to each other as we kissed and told each other how much we loved them. Even Robb professed his love!
When our heart rates normalized, we headed off to the shower and bathed one another. After drying each other, James spending more time than was necessary drying my junk, we shut the lights off and crawled in bed, James being the meat in the sandwich. He spooned to my back with his arm around me and his hand holding my cock. I could feel he was erect again but we all needed to sleep. Tomorrow was a big day for me and Robb.
I fell asleep quickly from all the sun, sex, and fun, however, I woke up a couple of hours later. James was jacking me very slowly. Occasionally he stopped and spit into his hand, then resumed. It felt so good the way he was massaging it and my balls. I could feel his hardness pressing my ass. I quietly reached my hand to my mouth and spit in my palm then reached behind me and rubbed it all over his dick. He moaned softly and kissed the back of my neck. He whispered in my ear that Robb was asleep. We were giving each other such a super sensation so we both kept up with the saliva when things got a little dry. I played with his cock lips which produced quite a bit of pre-cum. This was a better lube than spit, but it, too, dried up. James quietly climbed over me, got out of bed, knelt beside the bed, and sucked my cock into his wet mouth. With all the jacking, I was on the edge anyway and didn’t even attempt to hold it back, so I came in his mouth. After my ejaculation, he let my cock slip out of his mouth and put his lips to mine and opened his mouth. allowing my tongue to suck out most of my load. I then re-deposited it on James’ penis and sucked him, silently. I felt his abs tighten up. He held my head tightly and started his eruption. I expected a smaller gift but was surprised to receive a huge load. Unfortunately, due to his holding my head, he shot down my throat, depriving me from the wonderful taste of his love juice. We got back in bed and spooned after a quick trip to pee.
Morning came too early. I got up and started the coffee.
“James, we are having a practice meet on Thursday. Is there any possibility you could drive down and join the practice and meet the others? If you come early enough I’ll take you to the loft so you can see where you will be living for the next 3 years -- at least.”
“I don’t see a problem; Thursday is the day I do my running around so if there isn’t anything that has to be done at the marina, I can come. Can I sleep over with you as I normally don’t start work on Fridays until noon?”
I looked at Robb who was rubbing the sleep from his eyes; he gave me a smile. “Not a problem, James, but we three will have to share a bed,” I said smugly.
We all shared a group hug with kisses for everybody. Robb and I tossed our stuff in our bags and stripped both beds as we finished our coffee. We bade farewell on the dock; James departing in his coveted Monterey and Robb and I in the piece of shit boat.
The trip home was uneventful. Bambi managed to sleep with his head in my lap as I ran my fingers lightly through his hair. I left my radio off as I was organizing the day in my mind. First stop would be my place. Our race to the powder room resulted in a tie so we shared, Robb held mine and I aimed Robb’s at the bowl. This truly was the pause that refreshes; to hell with Coke!
I noticed the phone flashing so I asked Robb to get the stuff from the car. I went into the study to tend to the phone and email. There was a call from the estates officer asking me to call as soon as possible regarding insurance. Hmm. I called right away and got the guy’s voicemail so I left a message to call me back on my cell. A check of my email revealed the usual number of bank managers trying to get FOURTEEN MILLION UNITED STATES DOLLARS which belonged to a geologist killed several years earlier in a plane crash in Africa and died with no beneficiaries off its books. I would get the full $14 million less a 20% handling fee. Dad always said, ‘if something seems too good to be true, it probably is,’ and I hit the delete key!
I printed off the amendments and drawings for the loft and Robb and I got our towels, Speedos, goggles , etc., from our bags, tossing the balance in the laundry hamper. We stuffed the bedsheets from the cottage in the washer and ran them through the heavy duty cycle, grabbed the keys for the Expedition, and took off to Robb’s house. I rang the bell and knocked, but nobody was home.
I shouted to Robb, “The coast is clear,” so he took me to the back door and unlocked it. He noticed his brother’s lunch pail wasn’t there so we grabbed some garbage bags and went to his room. The acrid scent of his brother had permeated the fabric of the room. I held bags open as Robb emptied the drawers of his dresser into them. He carefully packed his swimming medals and trophies including one his brother had jumped on in a rage. He decided to take the desk he made in Shop in High School. He had done a professional job of it. After loading everything into the SUV we took off to the loft.
“Holy football field, Batman, this place is huge,” was Robb’s first statement.
The new double glazed, argon filled, solar reflective windows had now been installed and the windows had been trimmed, so we set about measuring for blinds. I had spare elevation drawings, so we marked the measurements on the plan. We saw that the whirlpool was partially installed. I took him upstairs, finding the shower and bathrooms hadn’t been started. That was a relief. I roughly indicated what I wanted to do to the second story. We stepped out the door onto the deck on the roof. We were quite close to where the Sauna would be. Work had commenced on the pool. There was an elaborate steel structure beneath it to transfer the load to the concrete columns of the building. The building, formerly a warehouse, was very strongly built to hold shelving to the ceiling; the floors were 7” of reinforced concrete and the columns appeared to be 2 1/2 ft. in diameter. I showed him where the kitchen was going. The plumbing and electrical had been roughed in.
“What are these pipes and wires?” Robb inquired.
“That is where the island is going. It contains a sink and dishwasher. It will be almost 4 ft. X 10 ft. with an eating bar on one side. Over there is the kitchen. The pipe marked ‘gas’ is where the huge range will be. The water line is for the ice machine. The wires are for outlets and efficient under cabinet LED lighting, and these wires are for TV and phone,” I confirmed.
“Marvy! There will be plenty of room for me to make you KD and ham,” he joked.
“The Weber BBQ will be just outside that door,” I said, indicating French doors leading to the west terrace.
I showed him my idea for shoe and boot storage in the vestibule, close to where a large closet would be. Okay, let’s blow this pop stand and go to the construction office.
“I’ll start with that lumpy electrician on the ladder exposing his bulge to our hungry eyes,” Robb salivated.
“I don’t know what it is about electricians. They are always the hunkiest guys on the site,” I confirmed.
“Hi, I’m Josh. Are you guys kids of the owner of this loft?” he inquired.
“Hi Josh, I’m Scott and this is my roommate and teammate Robb. I’m the owner.”
“Wow, I expected some balding, newly divorced, fat, rich guy to be making this his playboy mansion. It’s gonna be a sweet crib,” he said.
Robb was off like a shot when Josh got down off the ladder. “I’m Robb. You look like you’re in quite good shape.”
“This work helps keep you in shape, but yes, I swim 100 laps twice a week and go to the gym 3 times a week,” Josh said.
“You must have an understanding wife, to let you spend so much time away from home,” I said.
Josh blushed and said he wasn’t married, or ever would be.
“Josh, it sounds like you are trying to make a statement, but I don’t mean to pry.”
“Don’t let on to any of the others but my parents were always bugging me about when am I gonna find a wife and settle down and make some grandkids. I had a bad day at work one day and got pissed off when they started in again with that, I told them unless I knock up Jeff, you won’t be getting any. Guys, they went fuckin’ ballistic, confirmed I was ‘a queer’ and kicked me out then and there. So I called Jeff, who said get your ass over here; to which I replied, ‘I know I get my ass over there’ so I’m heading that way now, and so I moved in with my boyfriend. That was a year ago and believe me, we’ve been trying to make babies every possible way, but it isn’t working,” he roared with laughter.
“Glad things worked out for the better, Josh. Maybe in September you might want to come over with him for a soak and some beers,” added Robb.
We exchanged cell numbers and shook hands. “We must go now, great chatting. I’ll give you a call when we are finished up in here and all moved in,” I said.
“Meanwhile, if you guys need help with anything, I have a pickup and so does Jeff. He is also in construction so we have strong backs.”
“I noticed,” Robb said, running a hand over his back, shoulders, and arms.
Josh just blushed.
“Don’t mind Robb, He only hits on guys in jeans, shorts, Speedos, board shorts, or nude in the shower,” I told him.
He looked around checking for workmates and then gave us both a big hug.
“I’m really shy and Jeff is totally shy. I don’t know how I had the nerve to just talk to you guys, but I’m glad I did.”
We said our goodbyes and headed to the construction office. Time was getting tight. I didn’t want our meeting with the Aussie guy to get screwed up, so I informed them I would be down with more plans for additional bathrooms, laundry room, gas fireplace, closets, some partitioning and shelving for shoe storage. They said it wasn’t a problem, as the other penthouse units would be completed this week, so there would be a full work force next week. On the way to the SUV my cell rang. It was the trust officer casually telling me the proceeds of dad’s accidental death insurance provided as a benefit through work had arrived, and what did I want done with it.
“What’s the amount?”
“One and a quarter.”
“One and a quarter what,” I inquired.
“Oh, sorry, Scott. It’s One million, two hundred and fifty-thousand dollars”
“Transfer it to my savings account, I will set up a discount brokerage account, and invest the money myself,” I told him.
“Let’s grab a burger on the way, Bambi; I’m buying,” I said.
Parking was easy this time of the year so I wheeled the biggest thing in the world in the first available space and we headed for the locker room.
We had our university Speedos, goggles, and towels in hand and went into the shower room.
“Excuse me sir, I’m new here and I’m looking for Robb on the swim team. Do either of you know him?”
My jaw fell open; I dropped everything on the floor.
“Robb, I think that’s an Aussie accent.”
“Too right, I’m strine. G’day mate, my name is Jesse and this is Vlad. I came across him on campus this arvo looking like a lost soul. He’s a freshman and looking to get on the team as well. He was so well dressed I wanted to know where he shops.”
Jesse stood there, half boned, with a thick, uncut cock, great legs, and the most beautiful ass I have ever, ever, ever seen. Ever. In my life. After the call about the insurance cheque, I felt like superman. This boy standing here was Kryptonite. I just stood there and stared. I couldn’t even talk. I had no power. He had taken it away.
.... to be continued
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Sheep,
The guys are so real, the interaction the hyped up excitement of youth, unleashed.
How do I get the address to the loft?
Scott, Robb, James . . .
Now Josh and his partner, and Jesse the Aussie, and Vlad - is he the "impaler" or the Impaled?!
Yum!
The guys are so real, the interaction the hyped up excitement of youth, unleashed.
How do I get the address to the loft?
Scott, Robb, James . . .
Now Josh and his partner, and Jesse the Aussie, and Vlad - is he the "impaler" or the Impaled?!
Yum!
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O.K.! Things certainly seem to be cumming together, in more ways than one! 
And, I want the address to that Loft, too!
(Will it also have hidden cams in all the rooms? 
)
One question ... What's "KD"? (The ham I understand.
)
Lovin' these guys and their story, Sheep!
Keep smilin'!!
Chaz
And, I want the address to that Loft, too!
(Will it also have hidden cams in all the rooms? )One question ... What's "KD"? (The ham I understand.
)Lovin' these guys and their story, Sheep!
Keep smilin'!!
Chaz
O.K.!
And, I want the address to that Loft, too!
One question ... What's "KD"? (The ham I understand.
Chaz
KD = Kraft Dinner, the choice of discerning cottagers (cabiners?) everywhere
The address is right there along with the unlisted phone number
Perhaps I can have Josh install cameras and stream them to a website with a low monthly subscription fee
I was going to have a cam in the shower room in case anybody fell on the "slippery" floor. It would be CCTV in the loft but we may as well go all out so we can watch it in HTML5 from our iPhones anywhere. (no Adobe Flash required)
