Chapter 54
Previously…
The twins both wanted to bottom for us so I started screwing Adam while Jesse fucked Aaron. Part way through we switched. Jesse and I managed to kiss each other quite a bit while we did this, and as usual the twins wanted it rough but got it slow and easy. It felt too awesome to be over in a few minutes. When Jesse and I were ready we kissed and said “oh fuck” and gushed our juice inside them, flipped them over and sucked them off. When they both shot, Jesse and I shared their gift to us, mixing it well in our mouths and swallowed it. As we were all clean, the twins licked out each other to capture our loads. Adam slept with his head on my chest while Aaron did the same with Jesse. We fell asleep after all the moaning in the cottage stopped.
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Aaron’s steak omelette provided us with the energy we needed to face another day of fun in the sun. After breakfast, I unplugged my MacBookPro from Vlad’s boombox and checked my email. Finding nothing of importance, I sent the photos to the police and asked them for a copy of their report which I thought would be good to have for Caul’s employer. I shut it down, poured another coffee and went down to the dock for my commune with nature for the day before things got too hectic.
I was joined shortly by Aaron who gave me a hug.
“Hi sweetie, what’s up?” I asked.
“What would happen If I get accepted at the culinary school in Ottawa and Adam doesn’t get a job at the bank? You know we can’t be separated.”
“You worry too much. The bank isn’t the only employer in Ottawa -- Adam is a smart guy, he will find a job. In the mean time, I’m sure you will be able to rent out the other two rooms which should mostly pay your living expenses. We won’t be sending you away with $5 in your wallet. You know how much the school costs. If needed you guys can borrow a bit more so you aren’t strapped for cash. If you are both in school and work doesn’t fit your schedule, we’ll just loan you more. Nobody is splitting you up, so breathe deep and think of a happy place,” I said as I held his arms and looked into his gorgeous hazel eyes.
“I’m sorry Scott; it’s just that I feel unglued and anxious today.”
“Did you guys have your medicine today?” I asked.
“Um, no. Do you think we need it?” Aaron asked.
“You just demonstrated you need it. You are halfway to a panic attack. Break a tablet in half and each take half for now. Let’s see how that works for you.”
I felt sorry for the twins. The only proven stability they had in their lives was each other and the thought of being broken up was their biggest fear, even if it wasn’t a rational fear. I guess I would be a basket case if for some reason Jesse left me.
The rest of my commune with nature was taken up by cleaning the boat to make it look new for another day. It needed it after being pressed into ambulance service yesterday. It was still new enough that a half-hour of “elbow grease” brought it back to “like new”. James came thundering down the stairs to ask if he could borrow the boat. His dad just called and had two people looking for one and wanted to borrow it for a demo. Naturally it was fine.
“I thoughtlessly left the keys in mine last night. I’m so glad it wasn’t stolen,” James said, with an evil smirk on his face.
I was happy that they might get a boat order. I knew things were tight. A boat sale now would really help them, especially at the end of the summer. I went in to get another coffee. Aaron was cleaning up the kitchen and fixed me one.
“I must have sounded like a jerk out there. I feel fine now,” Aaron said.
It was good to see him walking on the floor rather than the ceiling.
“James needed to borrow the boat to give a demo so I was thinking we should go for a swim now so we can ski when he gets back. Who all is in?” I asked.
Everyone was aboard for it, even Gabe, so I finished my coffee, we grabbed our towels, and headed to the dock. We switched it up a notch and decided since we were going to the slalom run and back twice, we would use a different stroke for each of the four segments. We started with freestyle, returned doing the backstroke, then breast, then saved the hardest for the last, the fly. Josh and Jeff joined in today as well. Our company could dog paddle if they wanted to.
The first half went quite well with the teamies getting some distance on the rest, but we waited for them at the dock. Robb gave Gabe some pointers on how to improve his stroke. All too soon, we headed to the slalom run again. Vlad did just fine today. Ending with the fly was a big advantage for Vlad and Robb, being their favourite stroke.
I did a head count as inconspicuously as possible to confirm we didn’t lose anyone on the swim. We barely had time to dry ourselves before a broadly grinning James got back with my boat.
“I assumed when dad said two people that he meant a couple. Actually it was two different couples! I had the stereo on while I was going to the marina. When “A Whiter Shade Of Pale” by Procol Harum came on, I cued it up. By the time I brought the second lot back, the first had signed an order! Ka Ching! I’ve got my fingers crossed on the other couple because they really liked your boat. They asked what the radio sounded like so I casually turned it on quite loud and they both said that it was the first song they slow danced to on their first date. Shit, Scott, I thought she was going to have an orgasm! It was that extended version you have with the band accompanied by a symphony orchestra and a choir. Bet it made her wet.”
“Maybe you’ll get lucky and sell two,” I said.
“Yeah, right. I should be so lucky.”
“Are we ready to rip up the slalom course, guys?” I asked.
The twins looked less than enthusiastic.
“You guys can’t put your life on hold because of yesterday. That was an accident. I had a diving accident in my first year doing a back flip off the 3 meter board. I didn’t get enough distance away from the board so its gritty surface made a mess of my back. Coach made me get right up there and do it again and do it properly! I’m not going to make you but you liked it. There is no good reason to stop. At least come in the boat while I take James out, okay?”
Now they were smiling and hopped in the boat while James put on his jacket and ski. Adam gave him the bar and Aaron pushed us out. It was balls to the wall when James said “hit it” and we flew to the course at 34, a speed with which James had no difficulty, and gave me thumbs up for the return. I pulled him through at 37 and although he made it, his style kind of fell apart. He pointed to the dock but I decided to give him a run at 36 like he was expecting and he was like poetry in motion. When we got back he gave me a quizzical look so I told him he did it at 37.
“Is that what you did? Sure makes a big difference. I wasn’t sure I was gonna make it.”
“I know eh. I did it at 37 yesterday and wondered that too, but I did,” I said.
About half of the guys took their turn with all of them showing improvement so I took my turn. Loving the feel of James’ jacket, I put the ski on and waved to James and Aaron. One jump and I was getting up to speed. For someone who was afraid to compete against James mid-Summer, I was going all out now. After my 1st run I thumbed up and I could feel it was faster than 36 so I concentrated on style and not falling, and felt good about my performance. I pointed back to the dock and did my special landing just for James with the intended result. He ran over with Aaron and they both gave me a pat on the bum. While we walked back to the dock, James’ phone rang. It was his dad thanking him for cleaning up the boat so nicely for the demos.
“Dad, Scott did that. He cleans it every day and was just finishing when I came down to ask if I could borrow it,” James said.
“He wants to talk to you, Scott.”
I’ve never heard him so enthusiastic. He told me that both couples ordered today. The second ones went nuts on the options including the audiophile sound system and V8 engine. They want to know where they can get that CD so I told him I would burn him a copy to leave in their boat. I would give it to James when he came down Tuesday. He told me winter storage was on him so I thanked him. The Monterey sales rep was due Monday and would be pleasantly surprised.
Aaron took the life jacket off me and put it on, and set the skis for his feet. We smiled at each other and I took off, being careful to do nothing that would scare him. He was fine, thumbing up for more speed. I gave him a little more and eventually took him back to the dock. Adam was now anxious to ski again so I was very careful with him, doing nothing that might cause him to fall. Eventually he relaxed somewhat and his style improved.
Aaron volunteered to make lunch, James got his stuff and said goodbye to everyone as he had to get back to the marina to work, while I took the rest of the gang skiing. Danny packed his things while Jeff and Josh packed up the tent and their camping supplies. I checked my email and was surprised to have the transcript of my statement and a report from the police including a copy of something from the hospital that needed to be signed to take Caul off life support. This hit me hard so I went out to the point where we had the bonfire and sat at the water’s edge skipping stones into the lake. I didn’t even try to hold back the tears. Up to this point I think I was pretending it didn’t happen, or if it did, it happened to someone I didn’t know. Caul was a cool guy who I liked since I was a kid, and recently we became friends on a different level while still remaining my only link to the bank that employed my dad all those years. So I lost my parents and lost the link and a new friendship. Jesse sat down beside me and put his arm around me, telling me to just let it all go. His strength and warmth was exactly what I needed. Eventually I quit blubbering and was rewarded with a soft kiss from his full lips.
Aaron came out to tell us lunch was ready so we went back with him and joined the others for hot dogs on the deck. After lunch Jeff and Josh said they should be going so they can get the final coat done in the library and to figure out a list of materials for the cyclorama. Danny was ready to get dropped off at his parent’s cottage so the four of us loaded the boat and left for the marina. I gave Jeff the keys to Caul’s car and told him he could leave it in visitors at the loft and I’d get the keys from him tomorrow.
“You know, I won’t be very happy driving my pickup after this,” Jeff said.
“It wouldn’t work for you -- try getting a 4 x 8 sheet of plywood in the trunk,” I said with a wink.
“Thanks for quite a weekend. Your cottage is really neat, Scott.”
When they silently glided out, Danny and I got in the boat.
“Can I drive?” Danny asked.
“Sure, I don’t feel like driving, at least not the boat,” I said with a shit eating grin.
“Sounds like our minds are in sync,” he said, rubbing his crotch.
Danny drove us to a bay not far from his cottage, shut off the engine and used his teeth to pull my Speedo down with my assistance. I was more direct, yanking his off, and sliding his 10” down my throat until my nose touched his blond man-boy pubes which made me horny as Hell. I knew once he started at U of T, some guy would pounce on him and they would be a couple. Until then, we could play. He returned the favour, polishing my head with his tongue and roughly squeezing my balls. I thought about the couple of years we could have been doing this if we both came out sooner. It’s hard to predict what could have been.
“Fuck me hard, Scott. There will be two days without sex. Slam it in my ass.”
My mouth was watering so I rimmed him good and wet, slowly jacking him at the same time.
“Bang me good and rough. See if you can make me cum without touching me. Oh yeah, that’s it, keep hitting my prostate,” Danny moaned.
In no time, I was on the edge and told the boy it would be running out of his ass all the way to Hamilton if I came inside him.
“Let’s 69 then,” he said.
We laid down on the floor of the boat and sucked each other. I used four fingers inside him to replace my dick; he continued sucking me and squeezing my balls hard until I hummed I’m cumming. We both filled each other’s mouths with a big batch and then snowballed back and forth and had a tongue duel. I loved his sweet nutty vanilla tasting cum. As I predicted, my load was really big. Maybe I can give him one in the ass on Tuesday. If not, there wasn’t any hurry because we had until May, nearly eight months. We held on to each other hugging and kissing for a few more minutes then got back into our suits and took off to Danny’s when the hardness went away. We said our goodbyes and confirmed he would be coming Tuesday evening.
I headed back to the cottage all alone. It felt so strange being alone now even though I was mainly a loner in my younger years, but that all changed this summer running into Robb, James, Jesse, Vlad, and Danny, not to mention my wonderful neighbour Kyle who I would miss especially if the high speed ferry closed for the winter. It was like having a family that chose each other rather than having it left to random chance.
When I got back to the cottage, I talked to Ryan. We decided to call his uncle Ted, my lawyer, on my phone.
“Hi there, Scott! What can I do for you?” he asked.
“Uncle Ted, it’s Ryan, on Scott’s phone. We are at his cottage -- there’s been a situation. He wants to talk to you but was afraid to call on the weekend.”
“He can call me in the middle of the night if he has to. Put him on,” Ted said to Ryan.
I explained about Caul falling while water skiing and drowning, about the fact Caul used to work with my Dad, so I figured I should get to the bank’s head office around nine in the morning to tell them Mr. Collins wouldn’t be in.
“Is it Caulfield Collins?”
“Yes, do you know him?”
“Oh God, I’m so sorry. Yes, I know him -- he is a client. He was here on Thursday. I have a lot of clients from there, who wanted independent legal advice, outside of the firm. I do lots of Wills,” Ted said.
“One of the reasons I was going to head office was to see if they had a copy of his Will or knew if he had any family or next of kin because Caul is brain dead and is being kept alive pending finding someone with the authority to discontinue life support. To make matters worse, his two friends and roommates don’t even know if they should be in the condo. Adam witnessed the accident….”
“Does he have a twin brother Aaron?” Ted asked.
“Yup, he is here too. We told them they could stay with us for the time being. Actually, Vlad and I are planning to send them to school in Ottawa -- Aaron to Le Cordon Bleu cooking school to train as a chef and Adam to start in Commerce at the University of Ottawa. He wants to get his MBA,” I said.
“Did the hospital or the police give you anything in the way of paperwork?”
“There is a copy of the police report. No charges are being laid as it was an accident. There is a transcript of a report I dictated to them they want signed by me and notarized, and finally an instruction for the hospital to remove him from life support,” I said.
“How soon can you bring the twins to see me?”
“Well, Adam works at the bank so I guess Monday evening unless you could see us tonight on the way home from the cottage but there will be six of us.”
“Could you email everything you have, and phone me when you are leaving?”
“Okay, will do, and I’ll send it now. Again, sorry to mess up your weekend, Ted,” I said.
“Oh, don’t worry about it ‘dad’. Ryan knows how much I like you guys. Take good care of him, and the twins.”
“That went well, Ryan. Ted is Caul’s lawyer. It was an interesting conversation to say the least. I have a bunch of stuff I need to email him right now. He told me to take care of the twins and you, too,” I said.
I headed in to my laptop and forwarded the OPP email to Ted, and also composed a new one, attaching the pictures of the life jacket with a note to the effect, whoever his beneficiaries are, ought to sue the corporate ass off the manufacturer of it because there was no reason he would have died if the thing didn’t rip apart when he fell.
I ran into Jesse in the kitchen who wrapped his arms around me.
“You look like you need a drink, mate.”
“That would be nice but I really want someone to drive home tonight. I’m far too distracted to be safe behind the wheel. We need to see Ted on the way home,” I said.
“I’m happy to drive, love,” he said.
We traded kisses and a drink. I needed to do nothing for awhile so I went to the dock where everybody was and crashed on a chaise, only to be squished by the twins.
“A penny for your thoughts,” they said in unison.
“You guys should know my thoughts are filthy dirty when I can feel the outline of your manhood pressed against me, through your Speedos.”
“Adam doesn’t have a man hood. They cut his off,” Aaron said.
“I didn’t mean it like that, but since we are on the subject, how come Adam is cut and you aren’t?” I asked.
“Adam came out first and they cut him but apparently he screamed so much, they couldn’t bear to put me though it too. That’s the official version but we usually just say they did it so they could tell us apart.”
“Whatever, they are both perfect examples of cut and uncut cock -- don’t you guys think these are perfection?” I asked as I pulled their suits off.
Aaron’s foreskin was only covering about 1/3rd of the head but when I put my wet finger between his hard cock and the skin, it quickly retracted all the way. When I stroked them both with a gob of spit in my hand, Aaron moaned louder and was more sensitive.
“It’s times like this I wish we weren’t an item, Vlad,” Ryan said.
“Like seriously, it doesn’t bother me. I’d be horny watching your ass get plundered by one while you fucked the other as long as Scott screws me at the same time,” Vlad said.
“You guys sure drive a ‘hard’ bargain,” Aaron said.
I loved the privacy our island location afforded us but wondered if I should look at properties we could drive to, preferably winterized. I saw one on the internet not far from the marina and told Vlad about it while we rubbed our cocks together, suggesting we should investigate it before planning to throw any money at the existing cottage.
“If you leave a bit earlier, you can see it on the way home, then have dinner at the loft instead of eating here. You still have time to fuck me though,” Vlad suggested.
I was turned on so much by Ryan’s cries of pain and the twins moans of pure ecstasy that my mouth was watering, so I leaned Vlad over a chair arm and tongued his bubble butt while stroking his large ball sac. Jesse said that if I was going to fool around, he was too, so he sucked Vlad’s lovely cock into his mouth. I always got turned on watching my lover sexing it up with a friend. That, combined with the twins giving Ryan a great experience, had the precum sliding out of my pee hole, so I slipped into Vlad’s ass making him moan and almost making me shoot. The heat and tightness of his tunnel I’m sure had my eyes rolled back in my head. Rubbing his nips with my wet fingers got him vocal.
“Oh, Scott, baby, fuck me deeper, faster, fuck my hole harder with your thick cock! Breed me now. I want to feel you shoot deep inside me. I want my Ryan to see you shoot on my ass then ram it in deep and blow the rest of your cum inside me. Ryan was now watching; the grimaces of pain on his face had given away to the look of sexual excitement and contentment. I fucked Vlad hard and he blew into Jesse’s mouth. As I felt my first volley ready to exit, I pulled out, stood back a couple of feet and blasted the first shot on his hole, then jackrabbited his tight hole, filling him fuller and fuller with every round. Aaron, Ryan, and Adam completed their part of the equation at the same time.
The other guys were nude now and stroking themselves.
“My ass still needs someone to cum in it,” I said.
“I wanna fuck and get fucked,” Jesse said.
Aaron came over and slapped my face with his huge cock. “Will this do?” he giggled.
“Too bad you don’t want to do it with all of us, Scott,” Robb said.
“Who said I didn’t?”
Robb pressed his cock past my lips into my warm wet mouth, taking me back to that day earlier this summer when we got to know each other, the date my personal calendar began. Having got him all slippery, he crouched down behind me and gave me a great rimming while I sucked Aaron’s magnificent cock until the veins were running like ridges all over it. Kyle and Raph were having a 69. Robb held me tightly around my middle as he fucked like he was obsessed, sometimes hitting my prostate causing me to contract my ass. I guess that’s when Robb’s load fired like a depth charge. Almost made me shoot. He pulled out and Aaron slowly fed his trouser snake into me, taking his time so he wouldn’t rip me in two.
Gabe had been patiently awaiting a turn but gave up and fucked Jesse who, by the sounds he was making, loved it, but his youthful exuberance made Gabe cum before Jesse wanted him to. Jesse didn’t waste any time getting Gabe’s ass ready for a good Australian pounding. His young, tight, pink hole coaxed the maximum amount of precum out of Jesse, which was perfect for both of them. By now, Aaron was making full length strokes into me with his spongy head glancing off or hitting my prostate dead on, causing a steady string of precum to run down from the tip.
“Keep fucking me hard, Jesse. I like how it does feels. Make me shoot,” Gabe said.
Gabe didn’t, but his tight hole made Jesse shoot a bucket load into the boy as they both moaned with sexual gratification, with Gabe collapsing on Jesse. About a minute later, my ass ignited the super-heated Aaron, who tried to put the fire out with his big fire hose and an almost steady stream of jizm. If he had touched my wiener, I would have shot. He slowly pulled out and kissed me repeatedly on the neck while that little devil from South America, Gabe, slammed his rock hard cock up my ass and fucked me like there was a race. He felt amazing when he ejaculated, with his cock getting thick with every shot of juice he gave me. But I still didn’t cum. I started to jack off when Kyle grabbed my wrist with his athletic hand and sucked the length of my manhood into his mouth.
I was thinking all I needed was another cock in me when Raph crammed his 9” of caliente cock as far as he could up my ass. I didn’t know if I should attribute it to Spanish cock, or an older guy in his early thirties. Maybe Kyle was the best cocksucker in the world. Maybe it was all of the above or just cumulative. In any event, poor Kyle gagged on the huge loads of cum that tried to get up his ass via his stomach, which was a direct result of Raph’s cum spraying like a water pik against my prostate. Kyle needed to cum and he picked my well lubed ass. He did it slow, making me hard again. We both moaned. I stroked off as his cock thickened. His hand replaced mine as his final plunges in my ass and his hand coordinated to give me a total body orgasm, one of the best of my life, which proves size isn’t everything. The Nordic beauty stayed hard and in me while he held me tight to keep me from falling. I stayed hard for a long time, but totally satisfied.
My ass hurt like Hell, but I got what I wanted, which was a few minutes not thinking about Caul.
After, we jumped in the lake to leave some high protein fish food behind, then we got out and let the sun dry us. Kyle and Raph were anxious to go out for dinner tonight and wanted to leave. Vlad and Ryan planned to go soon because he had so much unloading and unpacking to do, so I said I would take the four of them when they were ready. They packed and were ready for a boat ride in a few minutes. I got into my clothes and we were underway. After tying up at the marina, I told Vlad I was going to slip out now to look at that cottage with road access. He made me promise not to make any deals without thinking about it, so I said, “Yes, dad.”
He needn’t have worried. It was a nice 100’ lot on a road open all year. The cottage was actually a one and a half story house from the 1920’s which smelled of rot and coon shit. It was a knock down as was the garage and the boathouse. The properties, in plain view on either side, were also old but occupied judging by the squealing children. The other thing I wasn’t crazy about was the $800,000 price tag. The agent who had been sitting in his pickup truck said I could get it for less. I told him I would think about it. Having thought about it for a millisecond, I got back in the Expedition and went back to the marina, then back to my cottage that looked a heck of a lot more like $800,000 than the other place.
We had a little informal meeting where I told everyone that my lawyer, Ted, also had Caul as a client, and we needed to go there on the way home.
“Perhaps he will give the twins a document to let them get their stuff out of the condo, but that’s just a guess. He just told me he needed to meet with me and them as soon as possible,” I said to the group.
We all agreed it was time to cut the weekend a bit short, so we packed, stripped the beds, packed the coolers, and I set the new thermostat to ‘auto’. Robb piloted the boat; Jesse and I sat in the bow seats as I needed some wind in my face. If we couldn’t make it to the cottage on the Labour day long weekend, we wouldn’t be back until Thanksgiving, in October. That was the only weekend in the Fall semester we didn’t have swim races.
I snapped back to reality as the boat slowed, approaching the dock. Robb handled the boat like a pro now, and we were docked and securely tied, with Jesse on his way to bring our truck close by. James came over and hugged me, thanking me for the use of the boat. That’s the first time he openly showed affection away from our cottage. I asked him if his mom was interested in doing some cottage cleaning, or, with the rash of boat sales, she didn’t need to anymore.
“Mom always likes to have some “running away from home” money so, yeah, she’ll do it,” James said.
“We have the sheets here. They are more than a wee bit starchy.”
“Don’t worry, Scott, I’ll wash them and mom can make up the beds when she goes over.”
“Thanks, babes. When you spill seed at the loft, I’ll wash them!” I chuckled.
I set the GPS for Ted’s office after calling him to give him our ETA, then settled in the center of the second row of seats, the third having been folded down for more luggage capacity. Adam and Aaron were my bookends. I think we were all asleep by Gravenhurst.
I woke up when we exited the highway, checked my watch confirming we were right on schedule, and woke the twins who were using me for a pillow.
“I hope we won’t be too long because I’m hungry,” Adam said.
“I guess we should have the pork chops for dinner, Aaron” I said.
“Can’t. We didn’t thaw them. What’s plan ‘B’?” he asked.
“We could have pizza. I have money and will pay it,” Gabe said.
We arrived at Ted’s office just as he was getting out of his Navy blue Buick. He ushered all of us into the waiting room, then took me and the twins into his paneled office. He sat the twins at the round conference table and motioned to me to sit across from him at his desk. He slipped a file folder over to me asking me to read it and sign it if I was comfortable with it.
Now it all made sense.
to be continued ...
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