Swim Team
Chapter thirty-five
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Previously ....
“I want to have a shower. Like sponge baths are so gross you know? I haven’t even seen our bed yet,” Vlad said.
I have to measure for a picture hanging system and then perhaps sunbathe nude for awhile. It’s been a busy week,” I said.
“I’ll join you. It will be like the cottage. If I felt more ambitious we could go up to the roof and have a swim, but I need a hand first,” Vlad said, smiling.
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We thanked Kyle for a great lunch and came back, leaving Robb to help clean up. Jesse got steaks out so they would be ready later while I went to my computer to see if there was email. After checking out the website, I got the measuring instructions for the picture hanging system and logged off. I sketched the main floor indicating where the breaks would be, got a tape and enlisted Jesse and Danny’s help to measure for me. Then I escorted Vlad upstairs showing him the study area with some furniture scattered around in it. Next, up one more flight to our favorite area, the bedroom. I took him to his closet first where he found his Speedo. After emptying his pockets and removing his shoes, we went into the bathroom where we stripped and went into the shower.
“Did you want me to bathe you? You said you needed a hand?”
“I meant a hand job. When I tried to give myself one, a nurse ran into the room wondering if I was okay because my heart monitor was going crazy,” he chuckled.
“I never thought of that. It’s good it didn’t give us away when I gave you a blow job because that would have been awkward,” I said.
I got the water running the proper temperature and turned on the showers. Vlad looked like he was in heaven. I pumped some shower gel into my hands and did his back then his chest as I held him from behind, stroking his cock and fingering his hole. In a couple of minutes I felt his ab muscles tighten up so I spun him around kissing him as he came in my bush. I held him tightly so he wouldn’t collapse.
“It’s so nice to be home, Scott.”
“It’s so nice to be covered in your big load. I missed your thick cum but not as much as I missed you.”
We kissed under the rain shower then resumed washing each other, finishing with body jets to rinse the soap from his bum and my bush. I couldn’t get over how much better Vlad looked after his orgasm and shower. We put on our Speedos, tossing our dirty clothes into the washer along with the towels from this morning and ran them through. We got fresh towels to take sunbathing. After commenting on the huge bed, Vlad brought out his laptop and part of his CD collection. We got the full impact of the foyer when we came downstairs. Everything was finished with only the last coat of lacquer to dry. The door to the bathroom matched the louvered doors for shoe storage and the walk-in closet for coats except the louvers were fake. It was the foyer of many doors: the main entrance, door to the loft, closet, shoe shelves and upstairs, and had a decided nautical look to it.
Raph had me help him move the dining suite so he could put down a large rug under it to soak up some sound. Jeff was working outside cutting the laminate with his router which was noisy even with the doors closed. Jesse gave me the sketch with the measurements so I went and scanned it, saved it as a .jpg and emailed it to Bryan, phoning him to tell him I sent it. Robb was back as was Kyle so we all decided to sun ourselves on the south terrace. I noticed Jeff had one end of the wine cooler laminated in stainless steel making it look like part of the kitchen. Jesse brought out Vlad’s ghetto blaster and played an mp3 of hits from the ’80’s and ’90’s. The others stripped down to nude so Vlad and I took off our Speedos too. I took drink orders with Vlad asking for milk to wash down his vitamin C. He didn’t want anything alcoholic right now. I found the beer can cozies discovering our glasses fit them too.
We were gradually feeling at home in the loft. The bare concrete floor of the terraces looked unfinished to me. I wondered out loud if Astro Turf or cedar decking would be the better way to go. I asked Jeff and he measured the height of the glass walls surrounding the terraces which was between 44 ½” and 44 ¾”.
“I could make a cedar deck in sections because we will still have 42” from the top of the deck to the top of the railing so it meets code. You could also do it in Astro Turf but let me tell you, the winds in the winter here, 100 feet above ground level are fierce. I put some on my own balcony which doesn’t face the prevailing North-West wind and is closer to the ground and protected. After the second blustery winter storm, it was gone. I have no idea who has it now,” Jeff said.
“Do you have a job to go to, yet?”
“I haven’t heard anything.”
“When you get the wine cooler done, how would you like to work out an estimate for the cedar deck?” I asked.
“I will. By the way Josh and I look forward to tonight. We talked about all the things that might happen and got so horned up, we had sex three times last night. I’ve had a smile on my face all day,” he said.
“I noticed as soon as you got here this morning. Do you want something to drink?”
“A Coke would be nice. I don’t want any beer while I do this fussy stuff.”
I asked the rest if they wanted a beer and all did except Vlad so I went in to get refreshments. Bryan called and gave me a price for the picture hanging system. It sounded reasonable so I told him to get it on order and call when it came in. Raph wanted a coke. He was almost finished tuning the system and wanted to go home when he finished. I reminded him to install the plasma in the bedroom over the fireplace and hook up the LED TV in the kitchen. I got cold drinks from the fridge and went back to the sunshine. Vlad was ripping CD’s, gradually building his music library which any of us could access wirelessly. He was showing Danny how he was doing it.
“Did you get any email while you were in the hospital, Vlad?”
“Just one from my mother saying she will be in Europe until mid-September.”
“Did she even know you weren’t well?”
“Hell, no. If I didn’t die, she would tell everyone I was just being overly dramatic,” he said.
“I see now why you wanted to see my lawyer,” I said.
“You don’t know the half of it,” Vlad said.
“Scott, I’m going to book off now. I want to go home and have a rest so I will be in shape for tonight.”
“Okay, Jeff, see you around six or six-thirty,” I said.
I saw him out and went back outside and suggested we should have a nap. We all looked a bit dozy and decided an hour or so in bed would do wonders. Kyle went back to his place after saying goodbye to Raph and slipping him a piece of paper with his phone number on it. Jesse busied himself making the steak marinade with wine, olive oil and garlic then coated the steaks. He covered the huge shrimp with the butcher’s secret seafood marinade after shelling them. I decided to mop the floor in the foyer and main floor bath. When I finished that, Raph was finished with his work so I paid him. There was an awkward silence but finally he asked me if I thought it would be okay if he knocked on Kyle’s door. I didn’t see any harm in it; if Kyle didn’t want to entertain him, I was sure he would just tell him. I gave him a good long hug and told him I would keep in touch when we had a party.
I locked the door and went to our bedroom to find them in bed hugging and petting. I put the laundry in the dryer and stripped and joined the boys, squeezing in beside Jesse and Vlad. I gave both a kiss and then held hands with both of them and drifted off to sleep. I woke up about an hour later with Robb having a nightmare, making scary noises, jerking and thrashing about. I softly called his name and ran my fingers through his hair assuring him everything would be okay. He woke up sobbing telling me he dreamt his brother was raping him. We were all awake now and Robb was embarrassed so I held him in my arms telling him his brother can’t ever do that to him again and doesn’t even know where he lives. I suggested we all shower together, just to occupy his mind. He liked the attention so we shaved him in the shower, making him hard. Vlad sucked him for a minute just to remember how it felt but other than that, we were saving it up for tonight’s playtime with Jeff, Josh and Kyle.
After our cleanup, we got dressed and sorted out our closets. Vlad and I removed the coats and jackets from our closets to take down to the foyer. Our closets were our personal space so if any of us didn’t want to be tidy in there, it didn’t matter. The doors had to be closed when we weren’t in them because the lights came on when the doors were opened except Vlad’s. He experimented seeing his clothes under daylight white and warm white fluorescent proclaiming it an EPIC WIN!
We all pitched in moving the coats to the foyer. We were nicely dressed for a change with Robb and I both wearing our blue
U of T shirts, and good shorts. The last time I dressed this well was when I was trying to look as good as my new boat. Now I wanted to fit in with the new loft.
Robb and Jesse tackled the kitchen area and Vlad, Danny and I concentrated on the home theater area, vacuum in hand. There were little bits of wire insulation everywhere from Raph stripping wires, so a thorough vacuuming was in order. We distributed some accessories around the place trying to make it look like we lived there, but the major impact wouldn’t happen until Bryan hung the artwork. We had quite a pile of knocked down cartons so Danny and Robb took them to the recycle room. I damp mopped the entire floor and was amazed at the colour of the water when I dumped it down the toilet. The main floor looked 200% better now with that bit of cleaning and tidying up out of the way. Jesse and Robb did an intelligent logical arrangement of dishes, glasses and food in the kitchen.
Jesse cut a lime into wedges for drinks, putting them in a small bowl on the bar. We all looked at each other and decided it was party time. Jesse started fixing drinks as I answered the door. Kyle walked in with the flowers he bought this morning and a bottle of wine. Danny brought in a vase from the dining table and actually snipped off the stems on a 45º angle, mixed a package of powder with water in the vase and arranged the flowers. They looked really classy when he finished with them. Jesse got Kyle a beer, fixed Robb a shot of Tequila and a beer, made a Bloody Caesar for Vlad and a Cuba Libra for moi.
“Did Raph stop in, Kyle?” I asked.
“Um, yes he did, for a few minutes.”
“Are you sure it wasn’t a couple of hours?” I asked.
“Actually, I’m not sure exactly. Time flies when you are having a good time. He asked to take me out to dinner this week. I told him yes,” Kyle blushed.
Jesse then poured himself a Canadian Club on the rocks. Robb licked the side of his hand, covered it with salt, clinked glasses with Jesse and tossed back the tequila following up with biting into the lime. I thought I saw steam coming out of his ears. He chased this with a Fourex. Jesse sipped the Rye whiskey saying “Thats aye kae.” Kyle proposed a toast “to a lifetime of love.” By the time we finished clinking we were almost ready for another round. I pulled Kyle into a lateral hug to tell him I really appreciated the flowers. Mom always had fresh cut flowers around the house and it’s one of those things I missed.
I turned on the A/V system and Apple TV using an app on my iPad. I put on some cocktail piano music setting the receiver for seven channel stereo. It filled the room but wasn’t obtrusive with a low volume coming from eight speakers. We sat around the fireplace; I tilted the blinds on the west windows so we wouldn’t get the setting sun in our eyes a little later on, and turned on the light hanging over the dining table so it just lit up the flowers. As well I turned on the small pot light above the A/V equipment and the table lamps on ‘low.’ Jesse found the yellow Livestrong bracelets leaving a few on the bar and some on the coffee table for visitors.
Jeff and Josh called from the lobby so I buzzed them in, and turned on the over counter lights and the hanging lights over the bar. They rang the doorbell and entered.
“Hey stranger, haven’t seen you for a couple of hours, and who is this shockingly cute looking guy? Oh it’s you Josh, I didn’t recognize you without a tool belt,” I said.
Gawd, Scott, those electricity jokes are getting old, but I do get a charge out of you,” he chuckled.
“Watt’s a poor boy to do, but get all amped up? Anyway, would you like a Jolt or a beer? And Jeff, what can I get you?”
“Beer is good for both of us,” Josh said as Robb wrapped his arms around him, rolling his eyes at us. Josh handed me a couple of bottles of wine which I put in the cooler. They both looked smoking hot in their tight cargo shorts and scoop-necked muscle shirts. Jeff was a wet dream for any guy into chest hair.
We all sat in front of the fireplace after Josh gave Vlad a kiss who in turn introduced him to Kyle. Josh was amazed how good the loft looked, mentioning he now understood why the raised platform was needed. Robb got some hot hors d’oeuvres from one of the ovens and some napkins, bringing them back to be consumed delicately by the boys. I’m kidding.
“Didn’t you work on this building, Josh?” Kyle said.
“Yeah, we both did. I’m an electrician and Jeff’s a carpenter by trade but was also the construction supervisor on this job.”
“I thought so. I own PH2 and I know Scott and the boys because we are all friends of Dorothy,” Kyle said.
“Most guys you see in here either are her friends or will become friends,” I said.
Everybody laughed except Vlad.
“Who is Dorothy? I don’t know any Dorothy,” he said, with a puzzled look on his face.
We were rolling on the floor laughing our asses off now and Vlad looked at us and said, “What?”
“The phrase dates back to at least WWII when homosexual acts were illegal. Stating that, or asking if, someone was a "friend of Dorothy" was a euphemism used for discussing sexual orientation without others knowing its meaning. It’s generally assumed to refer to Dorothy in “The Wizard of Oz” because she was accepting of those who are different such as the "gentle lion" living a lie, "I'm afraid there's no denyin', I'm just a dandy lion”,” I said.
“That’s the most convoluted thing I’ve heard. I’m glad we can just ask if someone is gay,” Vlad said.
It was still illegal up to 1969 when Bill C-150 known as the omnibus bill passed, decriminalizing homosexuality. The then Prime Minister Pierre Trudeau defended the bill, telling the press, "there's no place for the state in the bedrooms of the nation", adding that "what's done in private between adults doesn't concern the Criminal Code."
“Wow, I didn’t know that,” Vlad said.
“I’m two years older. I’ve had more time to soak up knowledge. Is anyone getting hungry yet?” I asked.
With eight “yes” and zero “no” votes, Jesse went out and lit the Barbie and turned the steaks one last time in the marinade. Since we had new potatoes, Jesse had cubed them, and boiled them. We would have smashed potatoes with the skins on, and Brussels sprouts washed and microwaved in almost no water to preserve vitamins. It’s a good thing we didn’t have to bake potatoes on the grill because, even though the grille was large, the eight porterhouse steaks were over a pound each and filled it completely. I turned the prawns in their marinade, while Robb opened wine and set the table. I took the jumbo shrimp to Jesse who told me the steaks would be done in a minute or two, so I called everyone to the table and poured the wine. I took Jesse’s out to him and gave him a sip while asking how his meat was, feeling him up at the same time. I helped him by leaving him alone and returning his wine to the table.
After cutting the French stick and mixing some herbs with extra virgin olive oil, Robb smashed the potatoes and put the sprouts in a bowl, taking them and the potatoes to the table. Jesse arrived with a tray full of steak and prawn. It was easier for the others to pass their plates rather than pass around a platter with twenty pounds of steak and prawn. This was gluttony at its finest. I grabbed my camera and got a shot of everyone at the table before they started our first dinner at the loft. Then I got the bread and oil, passing it around. It’s supposed to be healthier than butter.
The dinner was a success. A steak half the size would have sufficed but hell, we were young and dumb and athletic. Conversation was fluid and came easily. Kyle was very much at ease meeting new people. As well, he made others feel comfortable. The grand finale was the fruit flan topped with French Vanilla ice cream, served with ice wine. Mom and dad had it put away for a special occasion. Since I couldn’t think of anything more special than our first dinner together in our new crib, it was the bottle of Champagne over the bow of our new ship.
The sky had an orange ball near the western horizon. It would be dark soon. I cued up the latest “Eating Out” movie which is very gay, short, funny and has frontal nudity so we piled into the theater area and I started the movie. Although the movie isn’t classified as porn, the effect on us was similar. After the first ten minutes we were groping whoever was next to us. Josh and Jeff were getting Robb, who sat between them, all hot and bothered. Robb, in turn managed to pull their tight muscle shirts off. I sat with Kyle, and my Jesse sat between Danny and Vlad.
I had my arm over Kyle’s shoulder. I was horny for him but didn’t know how far I should push it. He pressed his strong thigh against mine and kept it there. The effect was immediate. He didn’t try to conceal his boner so I lightly stroked his inner thigh and he put his arm around me, too. It was an awkward position to do much of anything so he lay his head in my lap while I ran my fingers through his beautiful, long, blond hair.
Vlad kissed every square inch of Jesse’s body while Jesse played with Vlad’s and Danny’s bulges. I’m sure if there was a question period at the end of the movie, we all would have failed.
I put some background music on softly and turned on the outdoor speakers. Jesse got beer from the fridge while I uncovered the Jacuzzi and took its readings. I turned up the heat a little and went back in and helped Kyle strip his clothes off which turned up his heat a bit. I couldn’t pinpoint his scent. It seemed to come from every pore and none, all at the same time. I found it tantalizing which, in turn, made blood accumulate in my nether regions. Kyle hugged me, grinding his very hard cock against me as I pressed my lips to his. We kissed intimately, feeling each others cocks swell in the process. Jesse dragged both of us out to the whirlpool by our cocks. When we got there, we all rubbed our dicks together.
“Get in the whirlpool you guys. We all want some,” Danny said.
We got in, finding eight was perfectly crowded so the only place remaining for our hands was on someone else’s body. Danny, who sat beside Kyle stood up and offered his ten inch ‘piece’ offering to Kyle, who readily groped him.
“Remember you guys, no cumming in the whirlpool except into someone,” I said.
I did a blind test of Danny and Jeff, whose cocks are almost the same size but Jeff is uncut. I wondered if I could tell them apart. Kyle got me to close my eyes, and spun me around, then got me to hold out my hands. Then a big cock was placed in each hand. They felt about the same size but when I stroked them both, it was evident which one belonged to Jeff because the skin glided up and down the shaft. Also Danny’s head was bigger. And I was now hornier than a two-peckered owl and didn’t notice Jesse come up behind me with a fresh cold can of beer and press it against my ball-sac. With lightening quick reflexes, I popped the tab on the beer and aimed it at Jesse’s crotch.
Vlad opened Jesse’s foreskin and I poured beer in it, then Vlad drank out the beer. It looked hot and I wanted to try it but Jesse was too hard by then so I used Jeff’s. It held more beer, which Kyle drank. I filled it up again and Danny sucked all the beer out. It was my turn so Kyle poured it in while I stretched it open to see how much it would hold. I got a good drink of beer from Jeff’s. I then stretched it open and sucked Kyle’s cock and told him to dock with Jeff. It was really sexy watching Kyle’s head become enveloped by Jeff’s foreskin. I worked it back and forth over Kyle’s glans while both of them moaned with their heads tossed back and their eyes rolled back in their sockets. Sensing two massive eruptions I stopped suddenly for a minute before squeezing both their heads again. We all stopped suddenly.
To be continued ...