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I think James just might like Jeff - or at least like his cock and cum!
Steel tubing to inject each other's cum into each other - the kink factor just went up a few notches!
A little pre-move-in initiation at the Pent House.
And some sticky sheets back at the house -
With a SUPER-SIZED Rainbow "Flag" of sorts
soon to be flying over the Toronto Skyline.
You are definitely helping the blood flow in parts of our anatomies.
Steel tubing to inject each other's cum into each other - the kink factor just went up a few notches!
A little pre-move-in initiation at the Pent House.
And some sticky sheets back at the house -
With a SUPER-SIZED Rainbow "Flag" of sorts
soon to be flying over the Toronto Skyline.
You are definitely helping the blood flow in parts of our anatomies.
I will try to have the next chapter ready on Friday June 24 but no promises 
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awsome last chapter sheep.
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Wow I can't believe how long it's been since I commented on this marvelous piece of work! I've been sooo busy and now am getting over being sick for the last few days. I'm about 90% better now and all caught up! This story is very well put together. You're very technically savvy Mr.Sheep! 
I eagerly await the next installment of this brilliant story! 
I eagerly await the next installment of this brilliant story!
Chapter seventeen
Wet 'n Wild
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
Previously ....
I grabbed my sports bag, camera bag and laptop case, taking them to the porch where I passed Robb going in the opposite direction. James had a load of towels in the washer. I got a glass of water and sat in the sun. The others went to get ready for the practice. Robb came out with the new trophy in his hands. His eyes were swollen and he sounded stuffed up.
“Scott, the laptop was a very generous thing you did for us guys but, but this? You don’t know how much it means to me that you did that for me,” he said, tears streaming from his eyes.
I gave him a hug.
“I did it to prove to you I love you more than you hate your brother.”
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The first nude guy we ran into in the locker room was David, our guest for the weekend. He was the departing backstroker from the team as he had received a scholarship from an American university.
“David, this is James, Jesse, and Vlad. Coach will get to meet them today for the first time, although he has talked to Jesse,” I said.
“G’day mate. Scott is looking forward to you coming to the cottage with us and I can see why. You have a wailin’ body especially for the Asian persuasion. You have legs like tree trunks. That’s not what I expected to see. Yeah, I talked to coach on the telephone and he arranged for Robb to meet me here on Monday. I was killing time on campus and met Vlad. Turns out he wanted to be on the team, too, so I brought him with me. That’s how I met Robb and Scott, both of whom are roommates now along with James, a long time friend of Scott’s who is transferring here for the Fall semester. I’m freestyle, Vlad does the fly like Robb, and James does Vlad, Scott, Robb, and me,” he quipped.
We undressed, but didn’t rush putting on our Speedos. Jesse often flew his flag at half-mast and today was no exception.
“The heart shape pubes are cool, man,” David said about the shave job we did to Jesse.
“It was Scott’s idea because he tells me I made him love me. You can feel them if you want,” he said.
And he did. And he got very hard. The foreskin drew back on his uncut cock as he hardened, revealing a very beautiful, smooth glans and about 6 1/2 inches with huge balls and a hairy belly. We all stared and we were all totally hard.
“What are we gonna do guys? The others will be here in 10 or 15 minutes. We could always do the cold shower solution like last time,” I suggested.
“Kroist, not that again, mate!” Jesse replied.
“I haven’t cum in two days. Someone, anyone please suck me or jerk me,” David said.
Nobody made a move.
“Stand around us in case someone comes in,” I said.
I knelt down, licking the pre-cum that formed on his pee slit, savouring the sweetness. I alternated licking the frenulum and the top side of his head as I fondled his large balls. I licked my finger, getting it slippery and worked it gently into his hole. His moans told me I was on the right track. I was now alternating sucking his whole cock into my mouth and jerking it with my free fist. When I rubbed the palm of my hand over his sensitive glans, he moaned even louder so I kept at it while I masturbated him with the other hand. I knew he was cumming and rather than make a mess on the floor I sucked his entire cock into my mouth then backed up part way so he would cum on my tongue. David wasn’t lying. He needed that judging by the huge load I swallowed. Vlad pushed me away and finished him off, swallowing the last shot.
“Okay guys, think of having sex with your grandmother,” I said.
The effect was immediate and equal to the cold water shower.
We pulled our Speedos on, Jesse with his favourite navy blue ones, and Robb and I with our U of T suits. That boy has beautiful legs. After grabbing my laptop case, I went to the pool, running into coach. He gave me his condolences for my parents. I told him about my freelance job with the paper. He suggested I get all the team members to sign a release so I have it on file. As I was telling him of the 3 new recruits, Jesse, Vlad, and James came in. David also came in and got in the water.
“Coach, this is our new Aussie freestyle member, Jesse, who is taking Kinesiology and Exercise Science,” I said.
“Nice to finally meet you and connect the voice to the face, and welcome to the team,” coach said.
“G’day mate, I hope to get on the soccer team, too,” Jesse said.
“Please meet James, my best friend forever, who just transferred from Queens,” I said.
“Hi coach. I hope to be a valuable member of your team. I specialize in Freestyle and backstroke but can do fly in a pinch. I was born 100 feet from the water and I’ve been told I swam before I walked. I also play hockey and want to get on the team,” James added.
“Pleasure to meet you, James. By the look of your body, I’m sure you are very good,” coach replied.
“And I’m Vlad, a freshman. I was on my high school team for 4 years and I do the fly.”
“You must be good or Robb wouldn’t have asked you to join. May I suggest that Scott shows you around the gym. I think a program of free weights will improve your strength. Scott, could you do that for Vlad?” coach said.
I laughed and explained to him that I had bought a huge loft and the other four would be moving in with me in a couple of weeks, so whenever there wasn’t a class conflict, Vlad would be welcome to come with me for a workout. Besides that, the loft is only 15 minutes from campus and he will be invited -- I expected it would be a favourite party place for the team.
“It’s nice that you and Robb are getting along so well. I always thought Robb was a special friend to you,” coach said.
“Looking back, I guess he always was; it’s just I was too blind to realize it,” I said as I pulled Robb into a lateral hug. He gave me a big smile.
The other members had been coming in and were in the pool warming up. Coach checked the locker room for any others, came back in and with clipboard in hand he blew his whistle. Everyone got out of the pool and gathered around.
“I hope you are all having a great summer. Glad to have you join us, David, for your last practice here before you go south of the border. Your new college is getting one hell of a backstroker! I have a couple of announcements. Scott has graduated from The Varsity News to The Daily as a freelance photographer and writer covering the men’s college swimming events and will be taking pictures often. He has some release forms you should all sign for him to keep on file. I want you guys to welcome 3 new members. Jesse, from Australia - freestyle; Vlad, a freshman from Ottawa - fly; and James, a sophomore from Queens who splits his activity between backstroke and freestyle. And the really big news -- be nice to Scott. He will be moving into his new old huge loft, a short walk from here, which might be the team’s unofficial party headquarters,” he said.
Cheers erupted from the team. It was great to see all these familiar faces. As I passed out releases and pens I responded,
“Thanks coach, but the guys need to be nice to the three new members and also Robb, because the five of us will be living in the loft.”
Coach went on to explain although we have three new recruits, David and Greg had left. Greg had graduated, and of course, David had defected to the Yankees. Assuming all the other members from last year stayed, we were at only 17 members; we needed 18 to 22 on the team, so if we knew of anyone, we should bring them to the first official practice in September. If we have more than 22, we may need to go through the selection process, which means even if you were on the team last year, it isn’t a guarantee you will be this year, so swim as much as you can in the next month. Once the official training begins, it is strongly advised nobody should miss more than one training session per week.
For the next hour we had mock races. Coach timed us, finding David was a bit faster with the backstroke than James, who was just a hair faster than me. In freestyle, Jesse beat James. Robb was quite a bit faster than Vlad in the fly. I’m guessing that James was going to be specializing in backstroke. I might not always be there if the paper assigned me elsewhere during one of our meets. Hopefully that won’t happen. For the last part of the practice we had mock relay races in all categories. I think coach did this to wear us out, proving we were out of shape, so we would get serious preparing for the beginning of the new season.
While the others were in the pool, I got my camera and took some pictures. One group shot with the guys in their Speedos was particularly good as it looked like more people than were actually there. I staged a picture with Robb and Vlad making it appear Robb had just barely won a race. With the late afternoon sun coming through a window, I was able to get a picture taken at a very fast speed of James doing a flip turn showing the drops of water flying off his feet. Stop motion at its finest. Before we headed off to the showers, I shot a few pictures of each of the members for my files. I had an idea for a calendar which I would kick around at a later date.
The practice was over so we went to the shower. It’s amazing all the cock I didn’t really look at last semester. And asses. I guess I was afraid I would get excited if I enjoyed the scenery, but now I had built-in scenery -- four boys that I loved and had the hots for. I told David we thought it would be a nice touch if we all shaved him. He told me his skin was prone to breaking out after shaving ‘down there’ so I decided not to push it. We could have fun with him without pissing him off. Besides, after a workout like that we were all hungry. Jesse volunteered to go with David to get him to my house so the four of us piled into the Expedition and aimed it north. I expected to arrive with plenty of time to load the beer cooler and get it out on the porch, figuring I would be well ahead of them, but they were only about a minute behind us.
“Jesse, any idea what we should have for dinner?” I asked.
“Mate, when the weather is good for the barbie, just leave it up to me; I have it planned,” Jesse explained.
“Good onya, banana bender,” I said.
I transferred the towels from the washer to the dryer and loaded the beer cooler, taking it to the backyard. After getting a beer for everybody, I brought my laptop to the porch to check email. David checked out my older Mac Book Pro; it was last year’s model. Dad had bought it for Mom for Christmas.
“Dude, those are so cool. I want to get one but can’t afford it,” he said.
“I was looking at a 17” for myself. If I decide to get it, this one is for sale for $800.”
“Really eh? How much will the 17” set you back?” he asked.
“About $3,000 loaded. Besides, I won’t be removing any of the applications, so unless you need some special applications, It’s complete. Hasn’t had much use either. Mom tended to use the country club more that the internet,” I said.
“Sold!” David exclaimed.
“Okay, I’ll get it ready for you next week. I need to custom order...hey I can do that right now. I’ll be right back,” I said.
I called the cutie at the Mac store and ordered my new one, complete with SSD RAM. When it arrives I will modify it by removing the optical drive and installing a 750 gig hard drive, so that the OS and apps run on the SSD RAM and all the data is located on the hard drive. This should make the laptop boot in one-quarter the time it would with just a hard drive. I can then stuff the optical drive in a thin case to take with me or let the laptop use an optical drive from any computer on the network.
“David, I have another computer so if you are in a rush for this I can get it ready for the morning.”
“I have mine in the car. If I go to an ATM, could you transfer my data onto yours for tomorrow? That way I can play with it on the weekend and you can help me out if I need it,” he said.
“Cool, there are different banks at the mall about a kilometer from here; just go out the way you came in. In the mean time, grab your laptop and I’ll get started. If you need to, you can take Jesse with you” I said.
“I’ll be fine, but thanks for the offer -- I’ll save him for later,” he winked.
Before he left, I set up a user account on the laptop and got him to assign a password, and to give me the password to his old one and his email information.
“Hey Jesse, If you are having another beer, I’d join you,” I said.
“Scott, you are so subtle. Did you learn that in school?” he asked.
I didn’t need to reply; Jesse had a beer in my hand in a few seconds. Perhaps he could get a job tending bar part time. He would make lots in tips. If it was a gay bar he could make a fortune. I excused myself to get the transfer underway. David had a big music and movie library so it would run well into the night using wi-fi. There was nothing of mine I needed to keep as it was all duplicated elsewhere. Now it was time for a little fun. I stripped down and joined the other nude boys in the backyard, munching on salsa and tortilla chips while drinking beer. I scooped up too much salsa and most of it slipped off landing on Jesse’s cock. It’s pretty spicy hot stuff so I was forced to clean it off with my mouth. I couldn’t risk Jesse having his foreskin injured because of my silly little slip. It must have been a terribly slippery batch because everybody was having the same problem now. Robb ‘accidentally’ spilled some on my cock; Jesse dropped some on James and Vlad dumped some on his own and leaned back. He didn’t have to wait long for a cleanup. Jesse came over to me saying he had a burning sensation so I double checked, being very careful to lick it all off which was much easier as he was fully hard now. I did some deep kissing with Jesse, to prove I got it all. Jesse, having been cleaned, lay on his towel on the lawn and, as luck would have it, had more salsa spilled on his ass. There was a race to see who got the honours. Vlad won.
Jesse needed to start the dinner preparation. Tonight he planned on pork chops on the barbie and baked scalloped potatoes au gratin with a green salad. Vlad helped him peel potatoes as I checked to see how the transfer was coming along. I burned copies of the OS and applications for David. When I went back outside, David had just returned from the ATM, giving me $500. The balance would be obtained on the next business day. Robb and James showed their hospitality by undressing David and getting him a cold beer. Vlad was excused from kitchen duty and joined the others while I went in and tossed the cash on my desk.
“Babes, that was the best salsa I’ve ever had,” I said to Jesse as he slid the dish of scalloped potatoes into the oven.
Jesse was fairly tall; watching him bending down putting something in the oven was a heavenly sight. I wanted to make sure Vlad had done a good job of cleaning Jesse’s ass but was afraid he would bash his head on the oven from the shock! I put my arm around Jesse and we walked outside, joining the party.
“Those beers aren’t sick. You aren’t supposed to be nursing them, mates. Chug ‘em back and I’ll get you fresh ones,” he said to the group.
Jesse passed a round of beers for us all. The guys were discussing David’s new school. At least it hadn’t deteriorated into a pissing contest as to whose school had the most ivy. If there was going to be a pissing contest, It was more likely to be who could piss the furthest or longest with the amount of beer consumed. Note to self: get more beer tomorrow for our cottage mini-vacation. Jesse checked on the potatoes and figured it was time to ‘bung’ the pork chops on the barbie, so Vlad made the salad. As the sun had gone down we all got dressed. Robb gathered all the towels and Speedos and ran them through the wash. I brought 2 bottles of wine from the cellar.
“Jesse, the chops are fantastic. You managed to cook them so they are still moist and tender. What is your secret?” David asked.
“Mate, it isn’t a secret -- I’m Aussie. We are born with tongs in our hands,” Jesse chuckled.
“Jesse, the scalloped potatoes are the best I’ve had,” I said. “To Jesse.” We raised our glasses in a toast to Jesse.
“Jesse should get the MVP award,” Vlad said.
“Most valuable player?” Jesse questioned.
“Most voluptuous pervert,” Vlad corrected.
Jesse got a fork full of potato and was ready to sling it at Vlad but I called a time out.
“Vlad’s shirt is probably worth more than my truck. When you guys want to have a food fight, take off your clothes first,” I said.
So they did. The food fight was limited to one volley of au gratin potatoes fired by Jesse hitting Vlad on the chest. David did the clean-up. We finished off the second bottle of wine, sitting around the table enjoying each other’s company and getting buzzed. I thought we should have ice cream a la kink so I got up and served 6 dishes of French vanilla, taking them to the table.
“Where are the spoons, Scott?” Robb asked.
I had my hand on Jesse’s powerful thigh, sliding it up and down and accidentally touching his crotch, finding him hard.
“Stand up Jesse,” I said.
I grabbed his hard cock in one hand and my bowl of ice cream in the other and shoveled some out with his cock and put it in my mouth, Licking the ‘spoon’ clean. One would think that ice cream would be right up there with a cold shower to induce shrinkage, but the opposite happened. Jesse moaned as his fat cock got fatter. I continued to eat my ice cream like this. Both of us were getting really turned on. I noticed the others had stripped their clothes off and were eating theirs in the same fashion but switching from one to the next. They would then take the part of the spoon. Jesse was ready to explode so I jerked him off onto my ice cream. When his cock finished convulsing, I swirled the dish around, mixing ice cream and Jesse cream together, then put the bowl to my lips and sucked half of it into my mouth. Jesse grabbed the bowl and finished it.
I saw Robb aiming James’ cock into his bowl as if he had a can of Redi Whip, and a pretty full can too. Jesse rammed my fat dick into his ice cream. What a sensation! Cold ice cream followed by Jesse’s hot full lips -- it was mind blowing. He kept alternating until I was moaning loudly, begging for release. I ran my fingers through Jesse’s hair indicating I was ready to cum. I blasted a big load on his dessert which he devoured, then kissed me to share it with me. One by one we all had powerful orgasms and a fabulous dessert.
We all went into the den and watched a funny movie called Bad Teacher. We needed a break from sex, but by the end of the movie we all had ‘coupled’. We all pitched in to tidy up the kitchen, run the towels and Speedos through the dryer and get the empties ready to return to the store in the morning when we picked up Friday’s dinner at the supermarket. I figured we would have enough confusion in the morning with James having to head home early, packing the truck for four days away, and being anxious about getting my new boat, so I suggested we go for the breakfast special early tomorrow.
Today had been a busy day for all of us so we decided to shower and get in bed so we could mess around or sleep. Messing around was more likely as David had the look of a kid let loose in a candy store!
“You guys get to wash me,” David said as he grabbed my hand and Jesse’s. “I’m unbelievably horny. It’s like I have an itch that needs scratching.”
We stripped him and ourselves, getting into the shower. We soaped him up leaving no stones unturned. Jesse and I washed each other paying close attention to each other’s naughty bits, while we watched David fingering his ass.
“I want you guys doing this. Try four fingers -- I need to get it up the ass so bad. It’s been forever since I got fucked,” he said.
I fingered him starting with two but getting all four in soon enough. He moaned and gyrated shoving his ass back to my hand firmly.
“Deeper,” he demanded.
I added my thumb; if he wanted more, he would get my fist but since I’ve never done that, I had a plan. When he demanded more I withdrew my hand and Jesse stuffed his thick cock inside. David’s eyes rolled back in his head, dizzy with sexual desires. It wasn’t until Jesse was bottoming out, having his balls slapping David’s ass that David even realized he was being fucked.
“That was amazing; let’s get in bed because I want my legs over your shoulders while you fuck the hell out of me,” he suggested. They were out of the shower drying off as I finished my shower. By then, Vlad, James, and Robb were ready so I left the water running as I slipped out. Jesse was banging David good and hard when I got to the bedroom.
“Harder, Jesse. Pull all the way out then ram it in hard and deep,” David demanded. I moved my dick to David’s mouth and he sucked it -- more like he gnawed on my bone while Jesse rammed inside him.
“Take my big cock you slut; tighten your ass so I can blow my load inside you. You want my jizz blasting against your prostate, don’t you bitch? You’ve never had Aussie cock in your boycunt, have you? It’s the best you ever had, isn’t it, bitchboy? I’m going to flood your guts with a huge manly load. You want it inside you, Mate? Beg for it!” Jesse said.
“Oh yes, Jesse. You are perfect. You have the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. Aussies are the best. Breed me. Cum inside me now -- make it hurt so good,” David moaned.
Jesse was banging him like an old whore and David was in heaven, loving every second. David clenched his buttcheeks tight and Jesse bellowed, “take it, bitch, here it comes.”
I almost blew my load watching and listening to Jesse. He liked to be in control but I’d never seen him carry on like this. It was amazing. Just as he started his ejaculation, he pulled out for a few seconds as a solid stream of cum blasted against David’s hole. He then rammed his thick cock as hard as he could in David’s ass. I watched his toes curl. David’s cock was dancing all over the place but he didn’t touch himself and didn’t cum as Jesse continued his assault on him.
Soon after, Jesse collapsed and David demanded I finish off what Jesse started. My precum was flowing like a river by now so I just slammed Mr. Thick in David and fucked him like a rabbit. David continued to vocalize his contentment. The noises we made were probably humourous but seemed intense at the time. I fucked him harder than I had fucked anybody before. I tried to jack him off at the same time but he pushed my hand away. I lasted only about five minutes of the roughest fuck I’ve given, and then screamed, “I’m cumming.” David runneth over. The other three were watching, so James replaced me. Cum ran out of David when I uncoupled so James lost no time in plunging deep into David’s perfectly lubed ass doggy style. No warm up was required. James drilled David like a convict just released from solitary confinement. The dialog put any porn movie to shame. It was so hot that both Jesse and I were hard again. David has incredible ass muscles and could almost jack you off just by flexing them. I presume he was using them on James because he came out with an ‘Ohhh fuckkkkkk’ before he spooged inside David.
“Robb, lie on the bed on your back with your legs hanging out over the side,” David commanded. He got off the bed and backed his ass up to Robb’s hard cock and sat on it.
“Vlad, come here and stick your dick in my half filled ass.”
Vlad pumped slowly into David and Robb alternated in strokes with Vlad’s out strokes, thereby rubbing the underside of their cocks and double penetrating David. He moaned and winced at the same time. At this point he started jerking his beautiful 6-1/2” uncut cock. The moans from the three of us were nothing compared to those from the three of them as we took turns jerking each other. Robb and Vlad had a real system happening which was giving David incalculable pleasure. I think we all secretly wished we could do what David was doing.
“Fuck me harder, cum in my ass at the same time and make me shoot too,” David said. I’m not sure if it was a request, a demand or wishful thinking out loud.
“I’m on the edge. Pull out and wank it until you are ready Vlad,” Robb said.
Vlad withdrew and jerked his cream covered cock furiously, with sperm flying everywhere. Suddenly he stuffed it back on top of Robb’s reddened cock. The pair fucked like minks, going into orgasm at the same time with David pulling his quickly and tightly, pushing the foreskin partially over the glans with every stroke. Vlad and Robb were still shooting when David started. It’s like nothing I’ve seen before. David must have shot 15 thick ropes up in the air. I was dumbfounded, having never seen anything like it. In fact I believe it was the trigger for James, Jesse, and I to blow again, because we did.
“James, when do you have to head back to the lake?” I asked.
“I should leave by nine, so after breakfast.”
“David, are you okay?” I asked.
“Never been happier, but I do need to get to the bathroom.”
To be continued ....
Wet 'n Wild
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
Previously ....
I grabbed my sports bag, camera bag and laptop case, taking them to the porch where I passed Robb going in the opposite direction. James had a load of towels in the washer. I got a glass of water and sat in the sun. The others went to get ready for the practice. Robb came out with the new trophy in his hands. His eyes were swollen and he sounded stuffed up.
“Scott, the laptop was a very generous thing you did for us guys but, but this? You don’t know how much it means to me that you did that for me,” he said, tears streaming from his eyes.
I gave him a hug.
“I did it to prove to you I love you more than you hate your brother.”
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The first nude guy we ran into in the locker room was David, our guest for the weekend. He was the departing backstroker from the team as he had received a scholarship from an American university.
“David, this is James, Jesse, and Vlad. Coach will get to meet them today for the first time, although he has talked to Jesse,” I said.
“G’day mate. Scott is looking forward to you coming to the cottage with us and I can see why. You have a wailin’ body especially for the Asian persuasion. You have legs like tree trunks. That’s not what I expected to see. Yeah, I talked to coach on the telephone and he arranged for Robb to meet me here on Monday. I was killing time on campus and met Vlad. Turns out he wanted to be on the team, too, so I brought him with me. That’s how I met Robb and Scott, both of whom are roommates now along with James, a long time friend of Scott’s who is transferring here for the Fall semester. I’m freestyle, Vlad does the fly like Robb, and James does Vlad, Scott, Robb, and me,” he quipped.
We undressed, but didn’t rush putting on our Speedos. Jesse often flew his flag at half-mast and today was no exception.
“The heart shape pubes are cool, man,” David said about the shave job we did to Jesse.
“It was Scott’s idea because he tells me I made him love me. You can feel them if you want,” he said.
And he did. And he got very hard. The foreskin drew back on his uncut cock as he hardened, revealing a very beautiful, smooth glans and about 6 1/2 inches with huge balls and a hairy belly. We all stared and we were all totally hard.
“What are we gonna do guys? The others will be here in 10 or 15 minutes. We could always do the cold shower solution like last time,” I suggested.
“Kroist, not that again, mate!” Jesse replied.
“I haven’t cum in two days. Someone, anyone please suck me or jerk me,” David said.
Nobody made a move.
“Stand around us in case someone comes in,” I said.
I knelt down, licking the pre-cum that formed on his pee slit, savouring the sweetness. I alternated licking the frenulum and the top side of his head as I fondled his large balls. I licked my finger, getting it slippery and worked it gently into his hole. His moans told me I was on the right track. I was now alternating sucking his whole cock into my mouth and jerking it with my free fist. When I rubbed the palm of my hand over his sensitive glans, he moaned even louder so I kept at it while I masturbated him with the other hand. I knew he was cumming and rather than make a mess on the floor I sucked his entire cock into my mouth then backed up part way so he would cum on my tongue. David wasn’t lying. He needed that judging by the huge load I swallowed. Vlad pushed me away and finished him off, swallowing the last shot.
“Okay guys, think of having sex with your grandmother,” I said.
The effect was immediate and equal to the cold water shower.
We pulled our Speedos on, Jesse with his favourite navy blue ones, and Robb and I with our U of T suits. That boy has beautiful legs. After grabbing my laptop case, I went to the pool, running into coach. He gave me his condolences for my parents. I told him about my freelance job with the paper. He suggested I get all the team members to sign a release so I have it on file. As I was telling him of the 3 new recruits, Jesse, Vlad, and James came in. David also came in and got in the water.
“Coach, this is our new Aussie freestyle member, Jesse, who is taking Kinesiology and Exercise Science,” I said.
“Nice to finally meet you and connect the voice to the face, and welcome to the team,” coach said.
“G’day mate, I hope to get on the soccer team, too,” Jesse said.
“Please meet James, my best friend forever, who just transferred from Queens,” I said.
“Hi coach. I hope to be a valuable member of your team. I specialize in Freestyle and backstroke but can do fly in a pinch. I was born 100 feet from the water and I’ve been told I swam before I walked. I also play hockey and want to get on the team,” James added.
“Pleasure to meet you, James. By the look of your body, I’m sure you are very good,” coach replied.
“And I’m Vlad, a freshman. I was on my high school team for 4 years and I do the fly.”
“You must be good or Robb wouldn’t have asked you to join. May I suggest that Scott shows you around the gym. I think a program of free weights will improve your strength. Scott, could you do that for Vlad?” coach said.
I laughed and explained to him that I had bought a huge loft and the other four would be moving in with me in a couple of weeks, so whenever there wasn’t a class conflict, Vlad would be welcome to come with me for a workout. Besides that, the loft is only 15 minutes from campus and he will be invited -- I expected it would be a favourite party place for the team.
“It’s nice that you and Robb are getting along so well. I always thought Robb was a special friend to you,” coach said.
“Looking back, I guess he always was; it’s just I was too blind to realize it,” I said as I pulled Robb into a lateral hug. He gave me a big smile.
The other members had been coming in and were in the pool warming up. Coach checked the locker room for any others, came back in and with clipboard in hand he blew his whistle. Everyone got out of the pool and gathered around.
“I hope you are all having a great summer. Glad to have you join us, David, for your last practice here before you go south of the border. Your new college is getting one hell of a backstroker! I have a couple of announcements. Scott has graduated from The Varsity News to The Daily as a freelance photographer and writer covering the men’s college swimming events and will be taking pictures often. He has some release forms you should all sign for him to keep on file. I want you guys to welcome 3 new members. Jesse, from Australia - freestyle; Vlad, a freshman from Ottawa - fly; and James, a sophomore from Queens who splits his activity between backstroke and freestyle. And the really big news -- be nice to Scott. He will be moving into his new old huge loft, a short walk from here, which might be the team’s unofficial party headquarters,” he said.
Cheers erupted from the team. It was great to see all these familiar faces. As I passed out releases and pens I responded,
“Thanks coach, but the guys need to be nice to the three new members and also Robb, because the five of us will be living in the loft.”
Coach went on to explain although we have three new recruits, David and Greg had left. Greg had graduated, and of course, David had defected to the Yankees. Assuming all the other members from last year stayed, we were at only 17 members; we needed 18 to 22 on the team, so if we knew of anyone, we should bring them to the first official practice in September. If we have more than 22, we may need to go through the selection process, which means even if you were on the team last year, it isn’t a guarantee you will be this year, so swim as much as you can in the next month. Once the official training begins, it is strongly advised nobody should miss more than one training session per week.
For the next hour we had mock races. Coach timed us, finding David was a bit faster with the backstroke than James, who was just a hair faster than me. In freestyle, Jesse beat James. Robb was quite a bit faster than Vlad in the fly. I’m guessing that James was going to be specializing in backstroke. I might not always be there if the paper assigned me elsewhere during one of our meets. Hopefully that won’t happen. For the last part of the practice we had mock relay races in all categories. I think coach did this to wear us out, proving we were out of shape, so we would get serious preparing for the beginning of the new season.
While the others were in the pool, I got my camera and took some pictures. One group shot with the guys in their Speedos was particularly good as it looked like more people than were actually there. I staged a picture with Robb and Vlad making it appear Robb had just barely won a race. With the late afternoon sun coming through a window, I was able to get a picture taken at a very fast speed of James doing a flip turn showing the drops of water flying off his feet. Stop motion at its finest. Before we headed off to the showers, I shot a few pictures of each of the members for my files. I had an idea for a calendar which I would kick around at a later date.
The practice was over so we went to the shower. It’s amazing all the cock I didn’t really look at last semester. And asses. I guess I was afraid I would get excited if I enjoyed the scenery, but now I had built-in scenery -- four boys that I loved and had the hots for. I told David we thought it would be a nice touch if we all shaved him. He told me his skin was prone to breaking out after shaving ‘down there’ so I decided not to push it. We could have fun with him without pissing him off. Besides, after a workout like that we were all hungry. Jesse volunteered to go with David to get him to my house so the four of us piled into the Expedition and aimed it north. I expected to arrive with plenty of time to load the beer cooler and get it out on the porch, figuring I would be well ahead of them, but they were only about a minute behind us.
“Jesse, any idea what we should have for dinner?” I asked.
“Mate, when the weather is good for the barbie, just leave it up to me; I have it planned,” Jesse explained.
“Good onya, banana bender,” I said.
I transferred the towels from the washer to the dryer and loaded the beer cooler, taking it to the backyard. After getting a beer for everybody, I brought my laptop to the porch to check email. David checked out my older Mac Book Pro; it was last year’s model. Dad had bought it for Mom for Christmas.
“Dude, those are so cool. I want to get one but can’t afford it,” he said.
“I was looking at a 17” for myself. If I decide to get it, this one is for sale for $800.”
“Really eh? How much will the 17” set you back?” he asked.
“About $3,000 loaded. Besides, I won’t be removing any of the applications, so unless you need some special applications, It’s complete. Hasn’t had much use either. Mom tended to use the country club more that the internet,” I said.
“Sold!” David exclaimed.
“Okay, I’ll get it ready for you next week. I need to custom order...hey I can do that right now. I’ll be right back,” I said.
I called the cutie at the Mac store and ordered my new one, complete with SSD RAM. When it arrives I will modify it by removing the optical drive and installing a 750 gig hard drive, so that the OS and apps run on the SSD RAM and all the data is located on the hard drive. This should make the laptop boot in one-quarter the time it would with just a hard drive. I can then stuff the optical drive in a thin case to take with me or let the laptop use an optical drive from any computer on the network.
“David, I have another computer so if you are in a rush for this I can get it ready for the morning.”
“I have mine in the car. If I go to an ATM, could you transfer my data onto yours for tomorrow? That way I can play with it on the weekend and you can help me out if I need it,” he said.
“Cool, there are different banks at the mall about a kilometer from here; just go out the way you came in. In the mean time, grab your laptop and I’ll get started. If you need to, you can take Jesse with you” I said.
“I’ll be fine, but thanks for the offer -- I’ll save him for later,” he winked.
Before he left, I set up a user account on the laptop and got him to assign a password, and to give me the password to his old one and his email information.
“Hey Jesse, If you are having another beer, I’d join you,” I said.
“Scott, you are so subtle. Did you learn that in school?” he asked.
I didn’t need to reply; Jesse had a beer in my hand in a few seconds. Perhaps he could get a job tending bar part time. He would make lots in tips. If it was a gay bar he could make a fortune. I excused myself to get the transfer underway. David had a big music and movie library so it would run well into the night using wi-fi. There was nothing of mine I needed to keep as it was all duplicated elsewhere. Now it was time for a little fun. I stripped down and joined the other nude boys in the backyard, munching on salsa and tortilla chips while drinking beer. I scooped up too much salsa and most of it slipped off landing on Jesse’s cock. It’s pretty spicy hot stuff so I was forced to clean it off with my mouth. I couldn’t risk Jesse having his foreskin injured because of my silly little slip. It must have been a terribly slippery batch because everybody was having the same problem now. Robb ‘accidentally’ spilled some on my cock; Jesse dropped some on James and Vlad dumped some on his own and leaned back. He didn’t have to wait long for a cleanup. Jesse came over to me saying he had a burning sensation so I double checked, being very careful to lick it all off which was much easier as he was fully hard now. I did some deep kissing with Jesse, to prove I got it all. Jesse, having been cleaned, lay on his towel on the lawn and, as luck would have it, had more salsa spilled on his ass. There was a race to see who got the honours. Vlad won.
Jesse needed to start the dinner preparation. Tonight he planned on pork chops on the barbie and baked scalloped potatoes au gratin with a green salad. Vlad helped him peel potatoes as I checked to see how the transfer was coming along. I burned copies of the OS and applications for David. When I went back outside, David had just returned from the ATM, giving me $500. The balance would be obtained on the next business day. Robb and James showed their hospitality by undressing David and getting him a cold beer. Vlad was excused from kitchen duty and joined the others while I went in and tossed the cash on my desk.
“Babes, that was the best salsa I’ve ever had,” I said to Jesse as he slid the dish of scalloped potatoes into the oven.
Jesse was fairly tall; watching him bending down putting something in the oven was a heavenly sight. I wanted to make sure Vlad had done a good job of cleaning Jesse’s ass but was afraid he would bash his head on the oven from the shock! I put my arm around Jesse and we walked outside, joining the party.
“Those beers aren’t sick. You aren’t supposed to be nursing them, mates. Chug ‘em back and I’ll get you fresh ones,” he said to the group.
Jesse passed a round of beers for us all. The guys were discussing David’s new school. At least it hadn’t deteriorated into a pissing contest as to whose school had the most ivy. If there was going to be a pissing contest, It was more likely to be who could piss the furthest or longest with the amount of beer consumed. Note to self: get more beer tomorrow for our cottage mini-vacation. Jesse checked on the potatoes and figured it was time to ‘bung’ the pork chops on the barbie, so Vlad made the salad. As the sun had gone down we all got dressed. Robb gathered all the towels and Speedos and ran them through the wash. I brought 2 bottles of wine from the cellar.
“Jesse, the chops are fantastic. You managed to cook them so they are still moist and tender. What is your secret?” David asked.
“Mate, it isn’t a secret -- I’m Aussie. We are born with tongs in our hands,” Jesse chuckled.
“Jesse, the scalloped potatoes are the best I’ve had,” I said. “To Jesse.” We raised our glasses in a toast to Jesse.
“Jesse should get the MVP award,” Vlad said.
“Most valuable player?” Jesse questioned.
“Most voluptuous pervert,” Vlad corrected.
Jesse got a fork full of potato and was ready to sling it at Vlad but I called a time out.
“Vlad’s shirt is probably worth more than my truck. When you guys want to have a food fight, take off your clothes first,” I said.
So they did. The food fight was limited to one volley of au gratin potatoes fired by Jesse hitting Vlad on the chest. David did the clean-up. We finished off the second bottle of wine, sitting around the table enjoying each other’s company and getting buzzed. I thought we should have ice cream a la kink so I got up and served 6 dishes of French vanilla, taking them to the table.
“Where are the spoons, Scott?” Robb asked.
I had my hand on Jesse’s powerful thigh, sliding it up and down and accidentally touching his crotch, finding him hard.
“Stand up Jesse,” I said.
I grabbed his hard cock in one hand and my bowl of ice cream in the other and shoveled some out with his cock and put it in my mouth, Licking the ‘spoon’ clean. One would think that ice cream would be right up there with a cold shower to induce shrinkage, but the opposite happened. Jesse moaned as his fat cock got fatter. I continued to eat my ice cream like this. Both of us were getting really turned on. I noticed the others had stripped their clothes off and were eating theirs in the same fashion but switching from one to the next. They would then take the part of the spoon. Jesse was ready to explode so I jerked him off onto my ice cream. When his cock finished convulsing, I swirled the dish around, mixing ice cream and Jesse cream together, then put the bowl to my lips and sucked half of it into my mouth. Jesse grabbed the bowl and finished it.
I saw Robb aiming James’ cock into his bowl as if he had a can of Redi Whip, and a pretty full can too. Jesse rammed my fat dick into his ice cream. What a sensation! Cold ice cream followed by Jesse’s hot full lips -- it was mind blowing. He kept alternating until I was moaning loudly, begging for release. I ran my fingers through Jesse’s hair indicating I was ready to cum. I blasted a big load on his dessert which he devoured, then kissed me to share it with me. One by one we all had powerful orgasms and a fabulous dessert.
We all went into the den and watched a funny movie called Bad Teacher. We needed a break from sex, but by the end of the movie we all had ‘coupled’. We all pitched in to tidy up the kitchen, run the towels and Speedos through the dryer and get the empties ready to return to the store in the morning when we picked up Friday’s dinner at the supermarket. I figured we would have enough confusion in the morning with James having to head home early, packing the truck for four days away, and being anxious about getting my new boat, so I suggested we go for the breakfast special early tomorrow.
Today had been a busy day for all of us so we decided to shower and get in bed so we could mess around or sleep. Messing around was more likely as David had the look of a kid let loose in a candy store!
“You guys get to wash me,” David said as he grabbed my hand and Jesse’s. “I’m unbelievably horny. It’s like I have an itch that needs scratching.”
We stripped him and ourselves, getting into the shower. We soaped him up leaving no stones unturned. Jesse and I washed each other paying close attention to each other’s naughty bits, while we watched David fingering his ass.
“I want you guys doing this. Try four fingers -- I need to get it up the ass so bad. It’s been forever since I got fucked,” he said.
I fingered him starting with two but getting all four in soon enough. He moaned and gyrated shoving his ass back to my hand firmly.
“Deeper,” he demanded.
I added my thumb; if he wanted more, he would get my fist but since I’ve never done that, I had a plan. When he demanded more I withdrew my hand and Jesse stuffed his thick cock inside. David’s eyes rolled back in his head, dizzy with sexual desires. It wasn’t until Jesse was bottoming out, having his balls slapping David’s ass that David even realized he was being fucked.
“That was amazing; let’s get in bed because I want my legs over your shoulders while you fuck the hell out of me,” he suggested. They were out of the shower drying off as I finished my shower. By then, Vlad, James, and Robb were ready so I left the water running as I slipped out. Jesse was banging David good and hard when I got to the bedroom.
“Harder, Jesse. Pull all the way out then ram it in hard and deep,” David demanded. I moved my dick to David’s mouth and he sucked it -- more like he gnawed on my bone while Jesse rammed inside him.
“Take my big cock you slut; tighten your ass so I can blow my load inside you. You want my jizz blasting against your prostate, don’t you bitch? You’ve never had Aussie cock in your boycunt, have you? It’s the best you ever had, isn’t it, bitchboy? I’m going to flood your guts with a huge manly load. You want it inside you, Mate? Beg for it!” Jesse said.
“Oh yes, Jesse. You are perfect. You have the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. Aussies are the best. Breed me. Cum inside me now -- make it hurt so good,” David moaned.
Jesse was banging him like an old whore and David was in heaven, loving every second. David clenched his buttcheeks tight and Jesse bellowed, “take it, bitch, here it comes.”
I almost blew my load watching and listening to Jesse. He liked to be in control but I’d never seen him carry on like this. It was amazing. Just as he started his ejaculation, he pulled out for a few seconds as a solid stream of cum blasted against David’s hole. He then rammed his thick cock as hard as he could in David’s ass. I watched his toes curl. David’s cock was dancing all over the place but he didn’t touch himself and didn’t cum as Jesse continued his assault on him.
Soon after, Jesse collapsed and David demanded I finish off what Jesse started. My precum was flowing like a river by now so I just slammed Mr. Thick in David and fucked him like a rabbit. David continued to vocalize his contentment. The noises we made were probably humourous but seemed intense at the time. I fucked him harder than I had fucked anybody before. I tried to jack him off at the same time but he pushed my hand away. I lasted only about five minutes of the roughest fuck I’ve given, and then screamed, “I’m cumming.” David runneth over. The other three were watching, so James replaced me. Cum ran out of David when I uncoupled so James lost no time in plunging deep into David’s perfectly lubed ass doggy style. No warm up was required. James drilled David like a convict just released from solitary confinement. The dialog put any porn movie to shame. It was so hot that both Jesse and I were hard again. David has incredible ass muscles and could almost jack you off just by flexing them. I presume he was using them on James because he came out with an ‘Ohhh fuckkkkkk’ before he spooged inside David.
“Robb, lie on the bed on your back with your legs hanging out over the side,” David commanded. He got off the bed and backed his ass up to Robb’s hard cock and sat on it.
“Vlad, come here and stick your dick in my half filled ass.”
Vlad pumped slowly into David and Robb alternated in strokes with Vlad’s out strokes, thereby rubbing the underside of their cocks and double penetrating David. He moaned and winced at the same time. At this point he started jerking his beautiful 6-1/2” uncut cock. The moans from the three of us were nothing compared to those from the three of them as we took turns jerking each other. Robb and Vlad had a real system happening which was giving David incalculable pleasure. I think we all secretly wished we could do what David was doing.
“Fuck me harder, cum in my ass at the same time and make me shoot too,” David said. I’m not sure if it was a request, a demand or wishful thinking out loud.
“I’m on the edge. Pull out and wank it until you are ready Vlad,” Robb said.
Vlad withdrew and jerked his cream covered cock furiously, with sperm flying everywhere. Suddenly he stuffed it back on top of Robb’s reddened cock. The pair fucked like minks, going into orgasm at the same time with David pulling his quickly and tightly, pushing the foreskin partially over the glans with every stroke. Vlad and Robb were still shooting when David started. It’s like nothing I’ve seen before. David must have shot 15 thick ropes up in the air. I was dumbfounded, having never seen anything like it. In fact I believe it was the trigger for James, Jesse, and I to blow again, because we did.
“James, when do you have to head back to the lake?” I asked.
“I should leave by nine, so after breakfast.”
“David, are you okay?” I asked.
“Never been happier, but I do need to get to the bathroom.”
To be continued ....
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Awsome Story Looking Foward To Another Chapter.
incredibly sexy story. Especially like Jesse and Scott
I think Scott is totally smitten with Jesse. They are 100% sexually compatible. I'm sure he would have made the decision to have Jesse move into the loft unilaterally, rather than risk losing him.
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I think Scott is totally smitten with Jesse. They are 100% sexually compatible. I'm sure he would have made the decision to have Jesse move into the loft unilaterally, rather than risk losing him.
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Chapter eighteen
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Previously ....
Vlad withdrew and jerked his cream covered cock furiously, with sperm flying everywhere. Suddenly he stuffed it back on top of Robb’s reddened cock. The pair fucked like minks, going into orgasm at the same time with David pulling his quickly and tightly, pushing the foreskin partially over the glans with every stroke. Vlad and Robb were still shooting when David started. It’s like nothing I’ve seen before. David must have shot 15 thick ropes up in the air. I was dumbfounded. In fact I believe it was the trigger for James, Jesse and I to blow again, because we did.
“James, when do you have to head back to the lake?” I asked.
“I should leave by nine, so after breakfast.”
“David, are you okay?” I asked.
“Never been happier, but I do need to get to the bathroom.”
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I vaguely remember the shower running as I dozed off. When I awoke, my arm was around Jesse and James’ arm was around me. It was only 6 AM, but I needed to get up, pee, and check David’s computer. I managed to slip out of the mass of body parts. James moved into the warm spot and put his arm around Jesse. So much for being indispensable. I slipped into the bathroom, aimed and peed. You can only rent beer.
The file transfer was complete. I rebooted starting in David’s user account and tested a few documents, his iTunes and iPhoto. In a couple of minutes, the library files were rebuilt and everything was good to go so I shut it down and gathered up the software, power cord, and his old laptop, putting it all on the kitchen table. I checked my email. After finding nothing of importance, I shut down. I figured I would have a shower now as four others absolutely needed one, too.
I pulled the towels and Speedos from the dryer and headed to the bedroom to find Vlad wandering around. He appeared to have his eyes closed so I guess he was sleep-walking. I didn’t want to startle him, but on the other hand I didn’t want him falling or walking into something, so I put my arm gently around his waist and walked him towards the shower. We both walked in to it as he rested his head on my chest, putting his arms around my waist. I closed the shower door and turned on the water, loving the nice warm water. Wait a minute. I only had the water coming out the toe-tester -- the shower heads weren’t on yet. I guess the sound of running water was too much for sleeping beauty because he was pissing on my crotch. I wanted to wake him but figured what’s done is done, so I just stood there watching him piss on me. When he finished, I gave his dick a couple of shakes. That’s when he woke up. I heard that male urine was sterile so I wasn’t really worried about it. I turned on the shower now, using the hand shower to hose us down. Well, that was kinky.
“I don’t remember getting in the shower. In fact I don’t remember getting up,” he said.
“Have you ever done any sleepwalking, Vlad?” I asked.
“They tell me I did when I was a kid. I always ended up in the bathroom, but rarely found the toilet. Weird, eh? Did I pee?”
“Yup,” I said.
“Scott, did I hit the toilet okay?”
“You were pretty close, Vlad.”
“Close? oh no! I’m sorry. How did you clean it up?” he asked.
I demonstrated, spraying the hand shower on our crotches. The boy looked horrified.
“Don’t worry about it, Vlad. I was enjoying the warm sensation until I realized what it was,” I said.
Vlad turned pink with embarrassment. I pulled him to me and gave him a deep kiss.
“I’d be upset if you peed the bed or pissed on the floor. Babes, I’m not upset. Do I feel upset?” I asked.
“You feel hard, like me! I guess I’m still horny from the fuck-a-thon. I need to get boinked,” he said.
As my cock was throbbing, we washed each other and I slipped into him, fucking him gently, as he put his hands on the tiles for stability. I was off in my special place with his ass hugging my cock like a velvet glove. I fucked him very gently as I kissed his long neck and was surrounded by the exquisite aroma of the body wash and the taste of his smooth skin.
“Baby, I’m close. How do you want it?” I asked.
“Facial, I want you to give me a facial, and then suck me dry,” he said.
I turned him around and guided him to his knees. He jerked me into a big cum splat all over his face. It was starting to creep down his face at glacier speed so, standing him up, I sucked him off, listening to his sighs and moans. I tried to keep as much of his young seed in my mouth so we could share it although I would have preferred swallowing the whole lot. His cum is so sweet. I then licked my load off his face, sharing it with him. I loved Vlad; I wasn’t upset with him.
Today I would get my new boat and was damned excited.
“Vlad, what should I wear to look as good as my new boat?” I asked.
He came to my closet, picking out a shirt to go with the boat upholstery, then selected a pair of shorts to coordinate with the shirt. Lastly, he went through my underwear drawer, finding my sexiest little bikini briefs. We then went to his closet and found clothing to coordinate with mine. I made him wear his new white briefs with the silver waste band that made his ass look incredible. James, Jesse and Robb were in the process of waking up, which we helped them with.
“You boys smell like stale sex. Get into that shower now and then we’ll go out for breakkie,” I said.
Vlad went over to David’s side of the bed and shook him. He slowly opened his sexy eyes, focused on Vlad, and smiled.
“You are one of the pair that double fucked me last night. I’ve got to tell you, that was a first for me, but I felt awesome. I love cock and the bigger, the better. Or the more, the merrier. Whatever,” he said, grinning and licking his lips, as he peeled back the covers revealing his hard, pretty cock.
“Get your hot ass out of bed -- we are going out for breakfast,” Vlad said.
I slipped on my Top Siders so I was good to go. I went to the beer fridge and loaded the cooler with a selection of beer, topping it off with ice. I packed the bed linens to return them to the cottage, lugged the empty beer bottles to the SUV, and set the air conditioning on the vacation setting. I got my camera gear ready to take. I needed to pack clothes. We could pack the food when we came back with the jumbo shrimp. James would leave at that time as he had to work.
“No fooling around in the shower, you guys. James has to head up to the lake after breakkie and make sure my new boat is ready,” I shouted over the sound of running water.
I finished packing and helped Vlad select some of the sexiest underwear from his collection. The others got dressed and packed for the Friday to Tuesday summer vacation. We all had our “gay flag” towels including David, who got the yellow one. If we had any visitors this weekend who weren’t sure of my sexual orientation, they would be!
I was surprised. Six in the Expedition wasn’t really crowded. It rode more like a Lincoln with six hunks in it. We all were brought coffees as soon as we walked in the restaurant. There must be a special school for waitresses. We got the familiar “What’ll youze have?” I always cringe when I hear the plural of “you” pronounced like that. So, call me a snob.
“David, I love your silly little grin since last night. It will be a shame to see it go,” I said.
“If it does, you guys know how to get it back on my face,” he joked.
“We do. We thought your ass might need a night off after the multiple poundings it received,” James added. We all laughed.
Donna Dummy returned with our orders. I have to admit, I wouldn’t want her job, trying to be all smiles to ignorant assholes who leave a twenty-five cent tip after running up a Twenty Dollar check. The aerobic workout we received last night guaranteed great appetites for our dirty half-dozen.
“James, please show the laptop to your folks as soon as you get home. I wouldn’t want them buying you one, not knowing it would be a duplicate, especially after I give your dad a cheque for the boat,” I said, flashing my cheque book at him.
“They’ll be thrilled that I have a new one. Mom can have my old one. It’ll be handy when it’s time to do inventory. She handles all of the paperwork, and it’s all manual,” James groaned.
“Hey, I have an accounting application I’m not using. When we go back to the house I’ll install it for you. It does everything except for payroll. You can keep vendor accounts, customer accounts, inventory and ledger on it. If she doesn’t want it, it’s no biggie,” I said.
Donna filled our cups again. “Can I get youze anything else?”
“Just the check,” David said after hearing no replies.
I felt like giving her a $25 tip and suggesting she buy a dictionary to look up the plural of “you”. It’s a good thing I didn’t do all the things I’ve felt like doing in my life. My sorry ass would have been kicked to the curb long ago.
“Thanks, David. A good breakfast is my second most favorite pastime. After last night, you know my favorite,” I laughed.
When we got up to leave, I left an extra $5 on the table.
We all went in the beer store, taking the empties in for cash. Vlad and Robb got a 24 of Fourex. Jesse was fine as he planned ahead, getting two cases the last time. David was hooked on it, too, after Jesse feeding him a few. I was going to buy a case of my usual but had a wtf moment and went for Stella Artois.
“I’m good. I’ll get mine in town on the way to the lake so it’ll be cold. I can keep it in the cooler in the store and bring it over later tonight,” James said.
Before we checked out, we found some foam bottle and can insulator sleeves, buying two packages. They were multicoloured striped -- not exactly like our rainbow but close enough. It pays to advertise. The next stop was the bank for David’s cash withdrawal. And, finally, the supermarket. The man behind the meat counter nodded to Jesse, breaking out into a broad smile and got our order of jumbo shrimps.
“Did you get anymore in, or just what we ordered, because if you have extras we could use another ten,” Jesse questioned.
“Coming right up,” he said as he fumbled around trying to count prawns and stare at Jesse’s ass at the same time.
“We have rump roasts on sale if you are interested,” the butcher said with a wink.
“No, we’re good,” Jesse replied, as he leaned forward a little and gave himself a spank, returning a very exaggerated wink.
“Marvy,” Robb added, with a big grin, observing the butcher turning red.
We picked up more OJ, Coke, and fresh limes, and hurried home. Jesse volunteered to pack the food in the huge green Thermos cooler. James had to get going. We gave him an hour and a half head start but only after we all got kisses from him, and a reminder from me to drive carefully. The Friday lunatics would be on the road. I had David park his car in the garage, using the excuse that the neighbourhood watch requested the car be out of sight so it wouldn’t erode property values. I got a punch in the shoulder for that one, so I pulled him to me and gave him a kiss to make up for insulting his shitbox.
Jesse wrapped the shrimp in multiple layers of newspaper, inserting the whole works in a plastic grocery bag and placing it in the freezer until we were ready to ship out. Damn, I was anxious to get to the lake and my new boat. I installed the accounting software on James’ old laptop, then I selected a case of wine from the cellar, taking it to the kitchen. The truck was parked in the shade, so we started packing it. The food, beer cooler and laptops could wait. I went into the library and checked my email. I deleted the 30 or so junk emails and read one from my financial adviser asking me to call and make an appointment to discuss an investment strategy. I phoned and made the appointment for Wednesday at 11 AM.
“Oh wow, I love this computer,” David shouted.
He had found the mail app and downloaded his mail. I showed him the way I had mine set up so it was sorted by the last sent or received.
“Hey guys, I just scored a Thousand Dollar grant to buy books. And that’s on top of my full scholarship. Let’s celebrate,” he exclaimed.
“I think we need to carry on like a bunch of college guys tonight. We got lots of beer. Instead of pizza with it, we’re going to have shrimps on the barbie by our resident Aussie. We don’t have anything else that needs to be done, so let’s get going. We can stop to look at RMS Segwun in Gravenhurst, a restored steamship that served the Muskoka lakes in the early years before roads. It’s about 100 years old and goes out every day in the summer for sightseeing cruises,” I said.
Jesse packed the shrimp in the cooler with all the other stuff from the fridge, carrying it to the truck. Vlad ran back in to grab his boom box, battery charger and CD case. Robb drove. Vlad plugged his iPod into the vehicle’s sound system and played some Queen. Naturally, we all sang along. Robb did a great falsetto, sounding like Freddy, only with a higher voice. It was somewhat ironic that a truck load of queens should be imitating Queen. We sang quite a bit on the trip, taking brief quiet breaks to make bitchy comments on tacky cars and drivers sharing our road. Traffic was reasonably heavy but moved well. Robb was an excellent driver, keeping a steady pace.
We were in Gravenhurst in an hour and a half, parking near the steamship. I pulled out cokes for everyone from the cooler. I got my camera and took pictures of the guys with the ship in the background, even asking a passerby to snap a picture of the five of us. I took a bunch more shots of the ship that was now loading for a luncheon cruise. Its boilers were well stoked and the black coal smoke was escaping the funnel. It sounded its whistle and backed away from the dock, turned, and silently disappeared though all the islands.
In 15 minutes, we pulled into the marina to find James packing up his detailing kit.
“It looks gorgeous James,” I said.
“You timed that perfectly, Scott, I just finished. It was mostly detailed on Tuesday after I did an oil change. I vacuumed it and polished it this morning. By the way, dad was thrilled when I showed him the new laptop. He was going to order a new one for me when he got your cheque for the boat. He has some paperwork, warranty and that kinda stuff for you. He is in the store,” he said.
“So what are you going to use for the rest of the season, James?”
“Three guesses, and the second two don’t count,” he replied.
“Oh, no! Da shit boat?” I asked.
“Yep, the piece of shit boat,” he confirmed.
“I was going to say, I wouldn’t do that to my worst enemy but, then, I’ve done it to my best friend. If it means anything, I’m likely only going to be up a couple more weekends this year. The rest of the time it’s at your dock, so keep a key for yourself and use it whenever you want, babes,” I said.
James’ dad was happy to see me. I told him I gave James permission to use the boat whenever he wants. He told me he deducted Five Thousand from the boat to cover James’ rent and utilities for the year, and we can reconcile in the spring. That was fine with me. He thanked me for the new laptop I gave James. He told me he planned to get him a 13” Mac Book but realized it wouldn’t be his first choice.
“Scott, James loves you very much. He told me. Just so you know. He hauled the boat out of the lake to give it a proper cleaning -- even waxed the hull,” he said.
“I love him more than you know. I’d do anything for him. I hope you aren’t expecting him to be sleeping here this weekend,” I said.
He pulled me into a lateral hug and said, “Scott, I’m not stupid,” with a twinkle in his eye.
I wrote a cheque for the boat, as he went over the warranty. I then called my insurance guy to make the change.
The boys had unloaded the Expedition onto the dock. James went over the operation of the boat with me and Robb. I noted the gas tank was full. With James’ help, we loaded it all into the boat with the exception of a case of beer James volunteered to put in the store’s walk-in cooler. The new boat was so much bigger and more powerful, we could make it in one trip. The shit boat wouldn’t even get on plane with a load like this. It was fun having new people up to the lake. It was very beautiful and a sight most never get to see. Robb hopped out when I stopped the boat beside the dock and grabbed the bow line. I slipped out, handling the stern and we tied it up, noticing James had given us new lines. I defy anybody to guess it was anything other than a brand new boat. They’re always like that; giving more than expected.
Jesse and David carried the monster food cooler up the side stairs and I grabbed a case of beer. Robb and Vlad brought their laptops and overnight bags, using my old bedroom as a changing room. Jesse was the food god. We all deferred to him. Luckily, he was a really good cook. He personally took charge of loading the fridge.
“Mate, this place is awesome. This must be one of the nicest cottages on the lake,” he said.
“Not exactly, Jesse. When we go for a cruise, you will see the 5 to 15 million dollar places. This lake has gobs of Summer homes owned by movie stars. Our place is at the bottom of the bell curve, but it’s clean, comfortable and paid for. Besides, the view is much better than some of the multi-million dollar ‘cottages’,” I chuckled.
The cottage was originally built in the ’50’s. Dad bought it during the 1982 recession, had Bryan the designer come to measure it and come up with a plan to almost double the size of it, which they did about a year later.
We grabbed our gay towels to leave them on the dock and brought the balance of our stuff, except for the ghetto blaster and beer cooler, which we left in a shaded area beside the dock. The guys showed up on the dock in their Speedos. Jesse, our favorite party animal, got the insulated bottle sleeves and stuffed a beer in five of them. The weekend had begun!
“You know what coach said about swim practice. You have no excuse,” I said.
“Bla bla bla,” replied Vlad.
“But there’s also a cruise of the lake and water skiing,” I offered.
“Scott, when you took me for a short cruise, we passed a small Island, more like a big flat rock with a few trees. If I made some sandwiches and packed a cooler, could we go there and have a picnic?” Robb asked.
“You guys up for that?” I asked.
Response was positive, so Robb and Vlad went to put it all together. I helped by staying out of the kitchen. Instead, I got the water skiing equipment out of the bunkie.
“David, I need your computer. I want to download the pictures from the camera to see what I shot. If one of the ‘races’ looked good, I’ll pop out a short article and submit it to the paper,” I said.
With his nod of approval, I went into the cottage, plugged the camera into a USB port, started Aperture, my photo editing app, and sucked the pictures from yesterday into the computer. The shots I planned to use were quite good; I did a slight colour correction on them to compensate for the late afternoon lighting and saved .jpg files to the desktop. I then started Pages, the word processing app, and wrote an article called “U of T Varsity Blues swim team gets early start to ensure victory.” One photo caption was “Robb Armand edges out new recruit in the 100m butterfly”. The other, “new backstroker practices flip turn”. The story followed the paper’s guidelines, starting with the essential information in the first couple of lines. Next, a line or two of background information, if any. Each successive line built on the story but was easily cut by an editor if they were short of space.
I had Robb and Vlad read it over, showing them the photo, to make sure I didn’t make any glaring errors.
“Awesome, dude, I think you have news ink in your blood. Love the picture too,” Robb said.
“Next year, I want to see almost the same picture with the caption, Vlad, the Impaler, edges out old timer Robb Armand,” he joked.
After witnessing Vlad receive a swift jab in the arm, I saved the article as a Word document and emailed a short note to the editor with the .jpg and .doc files attached. I didn’t expect to hear anything, but at least they would know I’m still alive. The boys had the picnic lunch packed so we went to the dock, grabbed our towels, loaded the boat and took off.
I let Jesse drive the boat, directing him through the various islands. When we arrived near our chosen Island, I turned on the depth sounder because of the rocks. There was one place where the boat could be beached safely. Jesse was approaching too fast; at the last moment he reversed the engine to stop the boat, then inched forward. I cut the engine and raised the drive unit. The boat was a bow rider, with seats ahead of the windshield so it was easy to walk to the bow (the pointy end) and climb out. When we were all out with our stuff, we pulled the boat up on the beach a little then secured the aft lines (the ropes at the square end of the boat) to nearby trees. The island was about 100 feet across so I suggested we swim around it before we ate. The water was like soup. We swam full speed so we could get back to eat and have some beer. The boys did a good job with the lunch and we all did a good job devouring it, seated on our gayly coloured towels.
“Mates, I think we lose the Speedos and soak up some of this sun. Is that cool, Scott?” Jesse asked.
“Works for me. Doubt there will be any boat traffic by here today and if there is, cover up with the towel,” I said.
“David, how’s your ass today,” Vlad asked.
“It’s hoping this is Sunday, its day of rest. Maybe I’ll try topping tonight -- never done that with a guy, only a girl,” he added.
“Ew, please don’t use the V word around me, especially after eating,” Robb said.
“Don’t knock what you haven’t tried. I was fucking my girlfriend most of the time until we broke up in April. She did let me be with a guy from time to time. She realized I had special ‘needs’ but when I saw her less often, there was much drama over that and we broke up. I had found a guy with a really big cock which is what I love. I’m bi but presently at the gay end of things,” he said.
“My special needs right now are for a bun massage -- either getting or giving or preferably both. Any takers, or offers?” I asked.
“Love it when you do that to me, Scott,” Jesse confessed.
That was all the encouragement I needed. I gave him a brief back rub, then worked on his gorgeous glutes. He moaned and periodically adjusted himself. His rock hard wang pressed to the rock was too uncomfortable so he turned over onto his back. I massaged his quads and inner thighs, stroking lightly with just my finger nails, staring at the pre-cum running down his thick cock thinking to myself how good it would feel to double fuck David with Jesse as my partner. However, this wasn’t the best place to do that. Robb and David massaged Vlad’s perky ass. He had his legs spread out wide like an invitation. Once Vlad started moaning, everybody moaned. I realized I hadn’t set a time for James to come for dinner and the night. I’d be happy snuggling with him without having sex for a change. That would be something new.
“Hey you hunks, let’s go over to the marina. Robb, you can drive,” I said. We gathered everything up after I took a group picture with the four of them on the rainbow towels. I took four actually. Nude front and back and the same with swim suits on, then David took the pictures so I could be in the shot. We arranged in the order of the stripes on the flag and included David’s yellow towel in the center. Now with the boat loaded and untied, Jesse pushed us off the beach, hopped in, and I lowered the drive unit, started up, and backed out, turning the helm over to Robb. We were in no hurry, so I showed Robb how to get the boat up on plane then back off the throttle just to the point where it was about to come off plane. The tach read 1800 RPM which was an economical cruising speed and allowed quiet operation. I told him about the discussion with James’ dad. Robb squeezed my knee saying it was really sweet of him. There was a fair bit of boat traffic around the marina but I let Robb take it right in. There was a little wind; Robb gunned it to compensate but was heading straight for an old restored mahogany launch and panicked.
to be continued ...
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Chapter eighteen
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Previously ....
Vlad withdrew and jerked his cream covered cock furiously, with sperm flying everywhere. Suddenly he stuffed it back on top of Robb’s reddened cock. The pair fucked like minks, going into orgasm at the same time with David pulling his quickly and tightly, pushing the foreskin partially over the glans with every stroke. Vlad and Robb were still shooting when David started. It’s like nothing I’ve seen before. David must have shot 15 thick ropes up in the air. I was dumbfounded. In fact I believe it was the trigger for James, Jesse and I to blow again, because we did.
“James, when do you have to head back to the lake?” I asked.
“I should leave by nine, so after breakfast.”
“David, are you okay?” I asked.
“Never been happier, but I do need to get to the bathroom.”
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I vaguely remember the shower running as I dozed off. When I awoke, my arm was around Jesse and James’ arm was around me. It was only 6 AM, but I needed to get up, pee, and check David’s computer. I managed to slip out of the mass of body parts. James moved into the warm spot and put his arm around Jesse. So much for being indispensable. I slipped into the bathroom, aimed and peed. You can only rent beer.
The file transfer was complete. I rebooted starting in David’s user account and tested a few documents, his iTunes and iPhoto. In a couple of minutes, the library files were rebuilt and everything was good to go so I shut it down and gathered up the software, power cord, and his old laptop, putting it all on the kitchen table. I checked my email. After finding nothing of importance, I shut down. I figured I would have a shower now as four others absolutely needed one, too.
I pulled the towels and Speedos from the dryer and headed to the bedroom to find Vlad wandering around. He appeared to have his eyes closed so I guess he was sleep-walking. I didn’t want to startle him, but on the other hand I didn’t want him falling or walking into something, so I put my arm gently around his waist and walked him towards the shower. We both walked in to it as he rested his head on my chest, putting his arms around my waist. I closed the shower door and turned on the water, loving the nice warm water. Wait a minute. I only had the water coming out the toe-tester -- the shower heads weren’t on yet. I guess the sound of running water was too much for sleeping beauty because he was pissing on my crotch. I wanted to wake him but figured what’s done is done, so I just stood there watching him piss on me. When he finished, I gave his dick a couple of shakes. That’s when he woke up. I heard that male urine was sterile so I wasn’t really worried about it. I turned on the shower now, using the hand shower to hose us down. Well, that was kinky.
“I don’t remember getting in the shower. In fact I don’t remember getting up,” he said.
“Have you ever done any sleepwalking, Vlad?” I asked.
“They tell me I did when I was a kid. I always ended up in the bathroom, but rarely found the toilet. Weird, eh? Did I pee?”
“Yup,” I said.
“Scott, did I hit the toilet okay?”
“You were pretty close, Vlad.”
“Close? oh no! I’m sorry. How did you clean it up?” he asked.
I demonstrated, spraying the hand shower on our crotches. The boy looked horrified.
“Don’t worry about it, Vlad. I was enjoying the warm sensation until I realized what it was,” I said.
Vlad turned pink with embarrassment. I pulled him to me and gave him a deep kiss.
“I’d be upset if you peed the bed or pissed on the floor. Babes, I’m not upset. Do I feel upset?” I asked.
“You feel hard, like me! I guess I’m still horny from the fuck-a-thon. I need to get boinked,” he said.
As my cock was throbbing, we washed each other and I slipped into him, fucking him gently, as he put his hands on the tiles for stability. I was off in my special place with his ass hugging my cock like a velvet glove. I fucked him very gently as I kissed his long neck and was surrounded by the exquisite aroma of the body wash and the taste of his smooth skin.
“Baby, I’m close. How do you want it?” I asked.
“Facial, I want you to give me a facial, and then suck me dry,” he said.
I turned him around and guided him to his knees. He jerked me into a big cum splat all over his face. It was starting to creep down his face at glacier speed so, standing him up, I sucked him off, listening to his sighs and moans. I tried to keep as much of his young seed in my mouth so we could share it although I would have preferred swallowing the whole lot. His cum is so sweet. I then licked my load off his face, sharing it with him. I loved Vlad; I wasn’t upset with him.
Today I would get my new boat and was damned excited.
“Vlad, what should I wear to look as good as my new boat?” I asked.
He came to my closet, picking out a shirt to go with the boat upholstery, then selected a pair of shorts to coordinate with the shirt. Lastly, he went through my underwear drawer, finding my sexiest little bikini briefs. We then went to his closet and found clothing to coordinate with mine. I made him wear his new white briefs with the silver waste band that made his ass look incredible. James, Jesse and Robb were in the process of waking up, which we helped them with.
“You boys smell like stale sex. Get into that shower now and then we’ll go out for breakkie,” I said.
Vlad went over to David’s side of the bed and shook him. He slowly opened his sexy eyes, focused on Vlad, and smiled.
“You are one of the pair that double fucked me last night. I’ve got to tell you, that was a first for me, but I felt awesome. I love cock and the bigger, the better. Or the more, the merrier. Whatever,” he said, grinning and licking his lips, as he peeled back the covers revealing his hard, pretty cock.
“Get your hot ass out of bed -- we are going out for breakfast,” Vlad said.
I slipped on my Top Siders so I was good to go. I went to the beer fridge and loaded the cooler with a selection of beer, topping it off with ice. I packed the bed linens to return them to the cottage, lugged the empty beer bottles to the SUV, and set the air conditioning on the vacation setting. I got my camera gear ready to take. I needed to pack clothes. We could pack the food when we came back with the jumbo shrimp. James would leave at that time as he had to work.
“No fooling around in the shower, you guys. James has to head up to the lake after breakkie and make sure my new boat is ready,” I shouted over the sound of running water.
I finished packing and helped Vlad select some of the sexiest underwear from his collection. The others got dressed and packed for the Friday to Tuesday summer vacation. We all had our “gay flag” towels including David, who got the yellow one. If we had any visitors this weekend who weren’t sure of my sexual orientation, they would be!
I was surprised. Six in the Expedition wasn’t really crowded. It rode more like a Lincoln with six hunks in it. We all were brought coffees as soon as we walked in the restaurant. There must be a special school for waitresses. We got the familiar “What’ll youze have?” I always cringe when I hear the plural of “you” pronounced like that. So, call me a snob.
“David, I love your silly little grin since last night. It will be a shame to see it go,” I said.
“If it does, you guys know how to get it back on my face,” he joked.
“We do. We thought your ass might need a night off after the multiple poundings it received,” James added. We all laughed.
Donna Dummy returned with our orders. I have to admit, I wouldn’t want her job, trying to be all smiles to ignorant assholes who leave a twenty-five cent tip after running up a Twenty Dollar check. The aerobic workout we received last night guaranteed great appetites for our dirty half-dozen.
“James, please show the laptop to your folks as soon as you get home. I wouldn’t want them buying you one, not knowing it would be a duplicate, especially after I give your dad a cheque for the boat,” I said, flashing my cheque book at him.
“They’ll be thrilled that I have a new one. Mom can have my old one. It’ll be handy when it’s time to do inventory. She handles all of the paperwork, and it’s all manual,” James groaned.
“Hey, I have an accounting application I’m not using. When we go back to the house I’ll install it for you. It does everything except for payroll. You can keep vendor accounts, customer accounts, inventory and ledger on it. If she doesn’t want it, it’s no biggie,” I said.
Donna filled our cups again. “Can I get youze anything else?”
“Just the check,” David said after hearing no replies.
I felt like giving her a $25 tip and suggesting she buy a dictionary to look up the plural of “you”. It’s a good thing I didn’t do all the things I’ve felt like doing in my life. My sorry ass would have been kicked to the curb long ago.
“Thanks, David. A good breakfast is my second most favorite pastime. After last night, you know my favorite,” I laughed.
When we got up to leave, I left an extra $5 on the table.
We all went in the beer store, taking the empties in for cash. Vlad and Robb got a 24 of Fourex. Jesse was fine as he planned ahead, getting two cases the last time. David was hooked on it, too, after Jesse feeding him a few. I was going to buy a case of my usual but had a wtf moment and went for Stella Artois.
“I’m good. I’ll get mine in town on the way to the lake so it’ll be cold. I can keep it in the cooler in the store and bring it over later tonight,” James said.
Before we checked out, we found some foam bottle and can insulator sleeves, buying two packages. They were multicoloured striped -- not exactly like our rainbow but close enough. It pays to advertise. The next stop was the bank for David’s cash withdrawal. And, finally, the supermarket. The man behind the meat counter nodded to Jesse, breaking out into a broad smile and got our order of jumbo shrimps.
“Did you get anymore in, or just what we ordered, because if you have extras we could use another ten,” Jesse questioned.
“Coming right up,” he said as he fumbled around trying to count prawns and stare at Jesse’s ass at the same time.
“We have rump roasts on sale if you are interested,” the butcher said with a wink.
“No, we’re good,” Jesse replied, as he leaned forward a little and gave himself a spank, returning a very exaggerated wink.
“Marvy,” Robb added, with a big grin, observing the butcher turning red.
We picked up more OJ, Coke, and fresh limes, and hurried home. Jesse volunteered to pack the food in the huge green Thermos cooler. James had to get going. We gave him an hour and a half head start but only after we all got kisses from him, and a reminder from me to drive carefully. The Friday lunatics would be on the road. I had David park his car in the garage, using the excuse that the neighbourhood watch requested the car be out of sight so it wouldn’t erode property values. I got a punch in the shoulder for that one, so I pulled him to me and gave him a kiss to make up for insulting his shitbox.
Jesse wrapped the shrimp in multiple layers of newspaper, inserting the whole works in a plastic grocery bag and placing it in the freezer until we were ready to ship out. Damn, I was anxious to get to the lake and my new boat. I installed the accounting software on James’ old laptop, then I selected a case of wine from the cellar, taking it to the kitchen. The truck was parked in the shade, so we started packing it. The food, beer cooler and laptops could wait. I went into the library and checked my email. I deleted the 30 or so junk emails and read one from my financial adviser asking me to call and make an appointment to discuss an investment strategy. I phoned and made the appointment for Wednesday at 11 AM.
“Oh wow, I love this computer,” David shouted.
He had found the mail app and downloaded his mail. I showed him the way I had mine set up so it was sorted by the last sent or received.
“Hey guys, I just scored a Thousand Dollar grant to buy books. And that’s on top of my full scholarship. Let’s celebrate,” he exclaimed.
“I think we need to carry on like a bunch of college guys tonight. We got lots of beer. Instead of pizza with it, we’re going to have shrimps on the barbie by our resident Aussie. We don’t have anything else that needs to be done, so let’s get going. We can stop to look at RMS Segwun in Gravenhurst, a restored steamship that served the Muskoka lakes in the early years before roads. It’s about 100 years old and goes out every day in the summer for sightseeing cruises,” I said.
Jesse packed the shrimp in the cooler with all the other stuff from the fridge, carrying it to the truck. Vlad ran back in to grab his boom box, battery charger and CD case. Robb drove. Vlad plugged his iPod into the vehicle’s sound system and played some Queen. Naturally, we all sang along. Robb did a great falsetto, sounding like Freddy, only with a higher voice. It was somewhat ironic that a truck load of queens should be imitating Queen. We sang quite a bit on the trip, taking brief quiet breaks to make bitchy comments on tacky cars and drivers sharing our road. Traffic was reasonably heavy but moved well. Robb was an excellent driver, keeping a steady pace.
We were in Gravenhurst in an hour and a half, parking near the steamship. I pulled out cokes for everyone from the cooler. I got my camera and took pictures of the guys with the ship in the background, even asking a passerby to snap a picture of the five of us. I took a bunch more shots of the ship that was now loading for a luncheon cruise. Its boilers were well stoked and the black coal smoke was escaping the funnel. It sounded its whistle and backed away from the dock, turned, and silently disappeared though all the islands.
In 15 minutes, we pulled into the marina to find James packing up his detailing kit.
“It looks gorgeous James,” I said.
“You timed that perfectly, Scott, I just finished. It was mostly detailed on Tuesday after I did an oil change. I vacuumed it and polished it this morning. By the way, dad was thrilled when I showed him the new laptop. He was going to order a new one for me when he got your cheque for the boat. He has some paperwork, warranty and that kinda stuff for you. He is in the store,” he said.
“So what are you going to use for the rest of the season, James?”
“Three guesses, and the second two don’t count,” he replied.
“Oh, no! Da shit boat?” I asked.
“Yep, the piece of shit boat,” he confirmed.
“I was going to say, I wouldn’t do that to my worst enemy but, then, I’ve done it to my best friend. If it means anything, I’m likely only going to be up a couple more weekends this year. The rest of the time it’s at your dock, so keep a key for yourself and use it whenever you want, babes,” I said.
James’ dad was happy to see me. I told him I gave James permission to use the boat whenever he wants. He told me he deducted Five Thousand from the boat to cover James’ rent and utilities for the year, and we can reconcile in the spring. That was fine with me. He thanked me for the new laptop I gave James. He told me he planned to get him a 13” Mac Book but realized it wouldn’t be his first choice.
“Scott, James loves you very much. He told me. Just so you know. He hauled the boat out of the lake to give it a proper cleaning -- even waxed the hull,” he said.
“I love him more than you know. I’d do anything for him. I hope you aren’t expecting him to be sleeping here this weekend,” I said.
He pulled me into a lateral hug and said, “Scott, I’m not stupid,” with a twinkle in his eye.
I wrote a cheque for the boat, as he went over the warranty. I then called my insurance guy to make the change.
The boys had unloaded the Expedition onto the dock. James went over the operation of the boat with me and Robb. I noted the gas tank was full. With James’ help, we loaded it all into the boat with the exception of a case of beer James volunteered to put in the store’s walk-in cooler. The new boat was so much bigger and more powerful, we could make it in one trip. The shit boat wouldn’t even get on plane with a load like this. It was fun having new people up to the lake. It was very beautiful and a sight most never get to see. Robb hopped out when I stopped the boat beside the dock and grabbed the bow line. I slipped out, handling the stern and we tied it up, noticing James had given us new lines. I defy anybody to guess it was anything other than a brand new boat. They’re always like that; giving more than expected.
Jesse and David carried the monster food cooler up the side stairs and I grabbed a case of beer. Robb and Vlad brought their laptops and overnight bags, using my old bedroom as a changing room. Jesse was the food god. We all deferred to him. Luckily, he was a really good cook. He personally took charge of loading the fridge.
“Mate, this place is awesome. This must be one of the nicest cottages on the lake,” he said.
“Not exactly, Jesse. When we go for a cruise, you will see the 5 to 15 million dollar places. This lake has gobs of Summer homes owned by movie stars. Our place is at the bottom of the bell curve, but it’s clean, comfortable and paid for. Besides, the view is much better than some of the multi-million dollar ‘cottages’,” I chuckled.
The cottage was originally built in the ’50’s. Dad bought it during the 1982 recession, had Bryan the designer come to measure it and come up with a plan to almost double the size of it, which they did about a year later.
We grabbed our gay towels to leave them on the dock and brought the balance of our stuff, except for the ghetto blaster and beer cooler, which we left in a shaded area beside the dock. The guys showed up on the dock in their Speedos. Jesse, our favorite party animal, got the insulated bottle sleeves and stuffed a beer in five of them. The weekend had begun!
“You know what coach said about swim practice. You have no excuse,” I said.
“Bla bla bla,” replied Vlad.
“But there’s also a cruise of the lake and water skiing,” I offered.
“Scott, when you took me for a short cruise, we passed a small Island, more like a big flat rock with a few trees. If I made some sandwiches and packed a cooler, could we go there and have a picnic?” Robb asked.
“You guys up for that?” I asked.
Response was positive, so Robb and Vlad went to put it all together. I helped by staying out of the kitchen. Instead, I got the water skiing equipment out of the bunkie.
“David, I need your computer. I want to download the pictures from the camera to see what I shot. If one of the ‘races’ looked good, I’ll pop out a short article and submit it to the paper,” I said.
With his nod of approval, I went into the cottage, plugged the camera into a USB port, started Aperture, my photo editing app, and sucked the pictures from yesterday into the computer. The shots I planned to use were quite good; I did a slight colour correction on them to compensate for the late afternoon lighting and saved .jpg files to the desktop. I then started Pages, the word processing app, and wrote an article called “U of T Varsity Blues swim team gets early start to ensure victory.” One photo caption was “Robb Armand edges out new recruit in the 100m butterfly”. The other, “new backstroker practices flip turn”. The story followed the paper’s guidelines, starting with the essential information in the first couple of lines. Next, a line or two of background information, if any. Each successive line built on the story but was easily cut by an editor if they were short of space.
I had Robb and Vlad read it over, showing them the photo, to make sure I didn’t make any glaring errors.
“Awesome, dude, I think you have news ink in your blood. Love the picture too,” Robb said.
“Next year, I want to see almost the same picture with the caption, Vlad, the Impaler, edges out old timer Robb Armand,” he joked.
After witnessing Vlad receive a swift jab in the arm, I saved the article as a Word document and emailed a short note to the editor with the .jpg and .doc files attached. I didn’t expect to hear anything, but at least they would know I’m still alive. The boys had the picnic lunch packed so we went to the dock, grabbed our towels, loaded the boat and took off.
I let Jesse drive the boat, directing him through the various islands. When we arrived near our chosen Island, I turned on the depth sounder because of the rocks. There was one place where the boat could be beached safely. Jesse was approaching too fast; at the last moment he reversed the engine to stop the boat, then inched forward. I cut the engine and raised the drive unit. The boat was a bow rider, with seats ahead of the windshield so it was easy to walk to the bow (the pointy end) and climb out. When we were all out with our stuff, we pulled the boat up on the beach a little then secured the aft lines (the ropes at the square end of the boat) to nearby trees. The island was about 100 feet across so I suggested we swim around it before we ate. The water was like soup. We swam full speed so we could get back to eat and have some beer. The boys did a good job with the lunch and we all did a good job devouring it, seated on our gayly coloured towels.
“Mates, I think we lose the Speedos and soak up some of this sun. Is that cool, Scott?” Jesse asked.
“Works for me. Doubt there will be any boat traffic by here today and if there is, cover up with the towel,” I said.
“David, how’s your ass today,” Vlad asked.
“It’s hoping this is Sunday, its day of rest. Maybe I’ll try topping tonight -- never done that with a guy, only a girl,” he added.
“Ew, please don’t use the V word around me, especially after eating,” Robb said.
“Don’t knock what you haven’t tried. I was fucking my girlfriend most of the time until we broke up in April. She did let me be with a guy from time to time. She realized I had special ‘needs’ but when I saw her less often, there was much drama over that and we broke up. I had found a guy with a really big cock which is what I love. I’m bi but presently at the gay end of things,” he said.
“My special needs right now are for a bun massage -- either getting or giving or preferably both. Any takers, or offers?” I asked.
“Love it when you do that to me, Scott,” Jesse confessed.
That was all the encouragement I needed. I gave him a brief back rub, then worked on his gorgeous glutes. He moaned and periodically adjusted himself. His rock hard wang pressed to the rock was too uncomfortable so he turned over onto his back. I massaged his quads and inner thighs, stroking lightly with just my finger nails, staring at the pre-cum running down his thick cock thinking to myself how good it would feel to double fuck David with Jesse as my partner. However, this wasn’t the best place to do that. Robb and David massaged Vlad’s perky ass. He had his legs spread out wide like an invitation. Once Vlad started moaning, everybody moaned. I realized I hadn’t set a time for James to come for dinner and the night. I’d be happy snuggling with him without having sex for a change. That would be something new.
“Hey you hunks, let’s go over to the marina. Robb, you can drive,” I said. We gathered everything up after I took a group picture with the four of them on the rainbow towels. I took four actually. Nude front and back and the same with swim suits on, then David took the pictures so I could be in the shot. We arranged in the order of the stripes on the flag and included David’s yellow towel in the center. Now with the boat loaded and untied, Jesse pushed us off the beach, hopped in, and I lowered the drive unit, started up, and backed out, turning the helm over to Robb. We were in no hurry, so I showed Robb how to get the boat up on plane then back off the throttle just to the point where it was about to come off plane. The tach read 1800 RPM which was an economical cruising speed and allowed quiet operation. I told him about the discussion with James’ dad. Robb squeezed my knee saying it was really sweet of him. There was a fair bit of boat traffic around the marina but I let Robb take it right in. There was a little wind; Robb gunned it to compensate but was heading straight for an old restored mahogany launch and panicked.
to be continued ...
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NOT the New Boat!!!
NOT the Mahogany Launch!!!!!!!
Those are both way too nice to crash and sink - especially on Day 1 of the new boat!
Meanwhile, back at the rest of the story - sleepwalking, pissing in your short hairs
Vlad the destroyer! Good thing Scott had directed him to the shower, where it didn't really matter to the sanitation and scent of the house!
At least he made it up to Scott - or got the better of the deal, depending on how you look at it.
NOT the Mahogany Launch!!!!!!!
Those are both way too nice to crash and sink - especially on Day 1 of the new boat!
Meanwhile, back at the rest of the story - sleepwalking, pissing in your short hairs
Vlad the destroyer! Good thing Scott had directed him to the shower, where it didn't really matter to the sanitation and scent of the house!At least he made it up to Scott - or got the better of the deal, depending on how you look at it.
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NO! Not MY launch!! 
HA! I Wish! If a bowrider, with THOSE Hunks in it, were headed for my boat, I doubt I'd even notice they were headed for my boat!
O.K.! I can't, nor ever could, swim for shit! However, I do love lakes, and boats, and strapping, sexy, young dudes!
SO ... Can I go to the lake, too? Huh? HUH?? HUH??? I'll even try to swim, and maybe take on some water, and they could give me Mouth-to Mouth, and then ...
*** Heh! It's just Fiction, you Idiot!
***
*** Yeah! Butt, I can Dream!
*** 
Keep smilin'!!
Chaz
Edit: Didn't see DQ's post before I started typing. Have to remember to hit the "Refresh" thingy after reading.](/images/smilies/bang.gif "Brick wall ](*,)")
Edit/Edit: All of those guys could pee on me ... let's say on that rocky island, with everyone awake ... and ... ***Shut UP, Chaz!***
HA! I Wish! If a bowrider, with THOSE Hunks in it, were headed for my boat, I doubt I'd even notice they were headed for my boat!
O.K.! I can't, nor ever could, swim for shit! However, I do love lakes, and boats, and strapping, sexy, young dudes!
SO ... Can I go to the lake, too? Huh? HUH?? HUH??? I'll even try to swim, and maybe take on some water, and they could give me Mouth-to Mouth, and then ...
*** Heh! It's just Fiction, you Idiot!
****** Yeah! Butt, I can Dream!
*** Keep smilin'!!
Chaz
Edit: Didn't see DQ's post before I started typing. Have to remember to hit the "Refresh" thingy after reading.
Edit/Edit: All of those guys could pee on me ... let's say on that rocky island, with everyone awake ... and ... ***Shut UP, Chaz!***
You guys aren't trying to get us hot and hard and sticky, are you?!
No.
Just a picture of Jesse's succulent lips should be enough to do that to any man that is alive, or relatively alive.
Scott has incredible taste in young men. I admire qualities like that
