Gary's Summer Interlude
By: Kenneth Kirk
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Chapter 2
New Summer Patterns 

Will, Shannon, Antonio, Mario

Wednesday was Gary’s first workday on his new summer schedule at Love-Love, where he was one of three servers scheduled on this weekday.  It was the first day he had driven the shiny new Mustang through the mountains to the resort and he thrilled in the power as he whipped around the frequent curves.

After they closed at 2, the other employees departed while he and Will (pictured) closed out the register.  They went to room 215 in the hotel, which had been selected that morning by a housekeeper as a relatively clean room with two beds, one which was not used the previous night.  It would be cleaned after they finished with the room.  They used the room for an hour in which Will got off twice, once in Gary’s throat and once in his ass.  Gary liked Will as a manager and also owed him a debt of gratitude for recommending Carlos and him to the Deputy Boys and arranging the interview.  Sexually, Will was nice, but not particularly exciting.  However, his agreement of twice-a-week trysts through the summer was something he was very comfortable to have as he knew it was important for him to be able to respond well to men he was a bit less attracted to as well as those who rocked his world.

When he got home at 4:15, he had about 35 minutes to shower and change before heading to Rossi’s for his second job as a busboy in this high-end (for Sylva) dining room.  He looked forward to another after-work tryst, this time with his boss, Mario, who was about 3 years older than Gary and Antonio. 

 *******

Thursday Gary worked hard at Love-Love but finished a little early.  He went to the appointed room, number 318, a bit earlier than usual.  When he arrived, he climbed into the shower to clean off the sweat and food smells of his day.  He called Shannon’s office and, when he answered, simply said, “I’m ready, baby.”  Then he turned down the unused bed, brought a couple of clean towels over, lit a couple of candles he had brought, and retrieved his lotion bottle from his gym bag.  He lay down and began to gently play with his cock, which of course quickly stiffened as he anticipated Shannon’s arrival.  In only a few encounters, Gary had developed a sort of schoolboy crush on this 30-something married man who had never been with another guy before he became attracted to Gary.  Gary loved that he had the privilege of introducing this gentle man to male-to-male sexuality.  So far, they had covered basic sucking and fucking with some advanced fucking thanks to Gary’s advanced skills.  Of course, the emphasis was on Shannon’s cock getting serviced in an exciting way.  Gary’s payoff was usually a hands-free orgasm while Shannon fucked him deeply.  That was Gary’s favorite way to cum, so he had no complaints from his now twice weekly assignations with this gorgeous, hairy straight guy.

Gary was hard when the door opened.  Shannon’s eyes quickly adjusted to the slightly darkened room and he smiled at Gary lying seductively on the far bed.  He closed, locked, and chained the door, then stepped toward Gary, pulling off his coat and tie as he crossed the carpet.

“Hi, baby,” Shannon (pictured at a pool party one afternoon) said.  “I like the candles.  They make this feel special.”

By this time, he had reached the bed and Gary was standing, hard-on poking straight out at his guest.  "This is special, Shannon,” Gary cooed at him as he stood on his tiptoes, clasped the back of Shannon’s head, and kissed him gently, briefly noting the soft scratch of the taller man’s neat mustache.  Shannon met the kiss with his tongue protruding from his sexy lips to immediately lick Gary’s lips seductively and claim Gary’s mouth with his tongue.  As they stood kissing, Gary unbuttoned the white shirt, unbuckled his belt, and unzipped his pants.  Breaking the kiss, Gary slipped the shirt off Shannon and hung it over the back of the chair while Shannon kicked off his shoes.  He pulled his trousers off, so Gary laid them carefully out on the other bed.  Gary was surprised that Shannon was wearing a powder blue pair of Jockey low-rise briefs with the inverted-Y front.  “Nice briefs, stud,” he said, kissing Shannon again.  “They show off your package nicely, except you’re starting to peak out the top.”

Both men laughed and Shannon muttered, “I’m just trying to be a bit sexier.”

“I love the undies, but please don’t get any sexier.  If you do, I’ll just explode.” 

Shannon grinned from the major ego stroke.  Gary pulled the sexy briefs over Shannon’s meaty butt and his hard meat-stick, letting them fall to the top of his feet.

“Speaking of sexy,” the handsome man leered, “did you survive the graduation party?”

Gary grinned.  “Obviously.  It was quite sexy, but I don’t want to waste this time with you talking about that.  We can discuss it when we have clothes on someday.”

“Mmm,” Shannon murmured through another deep kiss.

Somehow they fell onto the bed without breaking their lip-lock.  Gary reached for the big cock between Shannon’s legs.  By the time he grasped the tube of flesh, it was more like handling a bone than flesh.  He pushed Shannon onto his back and gobbled up the lovely cock.  Shannon moaned and rolled from side to side.  After a few minutes, Gary pulled off the dripping cock.  “Stand up, handsome.”

Shannon collected himself and stood up beside the bed.  As he did, Gary swiveled so his head hung over the side of the bed.  “Come here,” Gary directed.  Shannon slowly approached.  Gary reached up to grasp one hand.  He held that hand tightly as though he needed to keep Shannon close.  With his other hand, he grasped Shannon’s cock and pulled it forward until he could kiss the tip of the dickhead.  “If I squeeze your hand, you have to pull out.  Okay?”

Looking down at the boy whose neck stretched back with his Adam’s apple standing up like a little erection, Shannon realized what Gary planned and his cock jumped at the thought.  “Uh, sure.  Hand squeeze.  Pull back.”

“Yes.  That’s very important unless you want to suffocate me.”

“Hell, no!”

Gary laughed and drew the head of the lovely dick between his lips.  He placed his free hand on the side of Shannon’s waist and pressed so he would move forward.  The big dick slid into his mouth, glans sliding along his tongue until it reached the curve into his throat.  Gary pushed back and Shannon withdrew until the head rested on the roof of Gary’s mouth, snug in a blanket of warm, moist tongue.  Gary reversed pressure and this time pulled Shannon all the way in, relaxing his muscles so the head would pass the tonsils and enter the tighter throat.

As his cock entered Gary’s throat, Shannon moaned and cried out, “Jeez!  Fucking tight!”

Gary controlled the big man’s big cock with a simple bit of pressure against his hip that Shannon responded to instantly.  While Gary much preferred taking a cock in his ass to taking one in his throat, he knew few things were as erotic as the idea of fucking a guy’s throat.  He knew Shannon was experiencing powerful, unexpected feelings as Gary contracted his throat around the big fuck-stick.  He could tell by Shannon’s groans and moans that his brain had entered that peculiar land where everything ceases to exist except the tongue/cock/throat/ass/mouth/dick/hand/penis that was bringing a man such incredible feelings.  Gary used his finger pressures to increase Shannon’s pace until the top was panting.  Shannon couldn’t last long at this pace, feeling the constriction of Gary’s throat on every down stroke, and knowing what he was doing to this gorgeous, sweet boy.  His moans intensified.  Gary held him deep in his throat where he began swallowing as quickly as he could.

“Holy fuck!” Shannon cried out as he began pumping liquid love into Gary’s gullet.  Gary pushed him back a few inches so the dickhead was against his tongue again.  Gary relished the sweet and pungent taste of Shannon’s seed as it rocketed into his mouth.  When Shannon was done shooting, Gary ran his tongue around the big cock, removing the cum that was sticking to it and reversing the blood flow so the cock began stiffening again.

Shannon pulled out and Gary raised his head to give his aching neck a rest.  He pulled Shannon down into a kiss so he could share the cum he was holding in his mouth.  When Shannon tasted his own sperm inside Gary, he got an erotic charge and his cock sprang to attention.  They shared this oral bonanza for a moment before breaking the kiss so each could swallow Shannon’s bounty.

“Jeez, that was sexy!” Shannon exclaimed.

“Woo, baby, yeah!” Gary agreed enthusiastically.  “From the looks of it, you’re ready for round 2.  Shall we christen this refrigerator?”

Shannon knew the awesome fuck he was about to get and nodded energetically.  He helped Gary stand up.  Gary picked up the lube and stepped to the fridge.  “Do you want to do the honors, stud?”

“Oh, yeah!”  Shannon took the bottle as Gary leaned against the top of the small refrigerator and spread his feet 20 inches apart.  As Gary squatted slightly, his rosebud winked at Shannon as if trying to draw him in.  In Shannon’s state of extreme arousal, no seduction was required.  He squirted lotion onto his fingers and began massaging the sensitive ring guarding access to Gary’s warm, tight interior.  Gary gasped and moaned quietly.  When Shannon began pressing against the sphincter, Gary pushed his butt toward his lover.  The sphincter relaxed and Shannon’s middle finger slid sensuously in.  Gary’s moans increased in volume and took on a rhythm that matched the rhythm of Shannon’s finger as it pushed in and pulled out of the fine ass.  After about a minute, Shannon added his index finger and the volume of Gary’s moans increased.  Shannon’s big cock was so engorged it bounced with each beat of his heart, impatiently awaiting its turn to plunge through the sphincter.  Conscious that their time together was limited, the manager stopped the finger fuck long before either of them really wanted it to end.

Shannon’s fingers withdrew so he could lube his cock and insert it into Gary’s impatiently waiting hole.  To show his eagerness, Gary wiggled his ass from side to side and pushed it back at the topman.  Shannon quickly greased up and placed his dickhead right at the center of Gary’s rosebud.  He didn’t even need to press forward because as soon as the starving bottom felt the presence of the cock, Gary drove backward in a flash, immediately swallowing Shannon’s sausage completely, eliciting a shrieked, “Holy fuck, Gary!” from the topman.  Gary rested against Shannon’s pubic hairs for a couple of seconds before he abruptly pulled forward.  Without a pause at the end of the up stroke, Gary slammed back against Shannon’s body, establishing complete control of the action and setting a very exciting power-driving pace.  At the end of each down stroke, Gary’s ass expressed its love for Shannon’s cock with a quick all-over hug before it began to move away again.

Shannon was in heaven, or was it Nirvana?  His brain was no longer functioning normally since it was completely focused on collecting the incredible sensations Gary’s lovely ass was giving so powerfully to his cock.  Shannon stood immobile as Gary fucked himself half to death on the steel spike protruding from the bigger man’s groin.  Gary grunted loudly with each push onto Shannon’s rod as the top cried out “Yeah!” or “Oh!” with each squeeze his cock received.  Shannon’s entire being centered in his cock as his tension built higher and higher. 

Simultaneously, the sensations originating in Gary’s rectum were heating his cum to the boiling point.  He had also lost the ability to think normal conscious thoughts.  He lived for only one purpose: to pound the cock within him until it exploded.  He only managed this intense internal workout for about 7 minutes before he had to stop.  Shannon, happy to take over, became a pile-driving satyr as he assumed control of their mutual hunt for higher plateaus of sexual gratification.  

For a while, Shannon drove into Gary with powerful, but slow thrusts that allowed both of them to feel the nuances of the friction occurring deep inside Gary.  Gary screamed inside for him to go faster but also relished the thoroughness of his feelings with the more deliberate assault.  His ass was hypersensitive as he consciously felt each and every millimeter of turgid love as it caressed him going in, seeking its rewarding all-over squeeze, and coming out in happy repositioning.  Gary rose from one plateau of sexual need to another and another.  These thrusts were exquisite, agonizing, and intense and might have driven Gary crazy had not Shannon finally speeded his thrusts.  As the fuck grew faster, it seemed the sensations arrived at Gary’s mental processing center too fast to be separated into individual ticks of pleasure.  He moved into a zone of gestalt pleasure that rapidly pushed him up the ecstasy ladder.  His groans grew louder as did the moaning emanating immediately behind him.  In a few minutes, Gary’s sensations overflowed and his body began firing shots of youthful splooge all over the fridge and the carpet in front of it.  He shouted and was joined in the next second by Shannon’s screams as he released his giant load into Gary’s asshole.

Exhausted, Shannon’s legs gave out and he started slowly sinking to the carpet.  Neither man wanted to end their connection so he pulled Gary down with him until Shannon ended up sitting on the floor with Gary sitting on his deflating cock and lap.  A harmony of giggling replaced the screaming that had ended moments before.  Gary tried to squeeze life back into Shannon’s cock, but failed.

“Wow, baby!” Shannon whispered.  “You really are insatiable, aren’t you?”

“With you, I am,” Gary whispered back.

When the big cock went limp, Gary rose from Shannon’s lap, allowing the spent cock to slip out and fall to the carpet.  Gary turned around to face him but sat back down on his thighs.  The boy-man leaned forward until their lips met.  This kiss was gentle and loving, peaceful and satisfied, different than any they had shared so far.  After a couple of minutes, they broke the kiss to gulp air.

Looking deeply into the sky-blue pools of Gary’s eyes, Shannon whispered, “I think I love you, Gary.”

Gary rewarded him with a huge smile.  “I know, baby.  I can feel it when we kiss, when you look at me, when we mate.”

“I didn’t do this to have an, uh, affair.  I love my wife.”  He stared longingly into Gary’s eyes.  “But I love you, too.”

Gary kissed him gently and quickly.  “Honey, you can love me without messing up your love for your wife.”

“How?”

“You have a big heart.”  Gary tapped his chest.  “There’s room in there to love several people deeply.  I’m in love with Antonio, Carlos, Jody, Brandon, and now you.  Each one is special and each one is a little different.  I love each one for different reasons.  When I’m with you, I don’t have to forget them or feel I love them less.  But when I’m with you, our hearts are connecting just as our bodies are connecting.  We’re not just fucking; we’re making love.  That gives it added intensity and beauty.  I love every second with you, especially when I’m holding your cock inside my ass.  It’s as intense and strong as intimacy can get and it opens me to receive your love and to let my love flow to you in return.”

“That’s beautiful, Gary.  Thanks.”  Shannon kissed him quickly.  “I guess I need to think about all this.”

“Sure, baby.  I don’t want being with me or your feelings for me to bring you unhappiness.  We can talk anytime.”

“Okay,” Shannon said.  “Tell me about the graduation party.”

Gary smiled and stood.  “Come to bed and hold me while we talk.”

They moved to the bed and cuddled up.  Over the next 25 minutes, Gary summarized the party for his very interested audience.  It didn’t take long before Shannon’s cock responded to the sexy story.  When Gary concluded the story, he pointed to Shannon’s drippy schlong and smiled.  “Wanna go again?”

“Thanks, I’d love to, but right now, I should think about getting back to work before they send out a search party.”

Gary laughed.  “I think they know where you are.”

Shannon blushed at the thought.  “You’re so right.”

“Shower?” Shannon asked.

“Sure.  I’ll wash your cock if you’ll wash my hiney.”

“Deal” 

They managed to enjoy a short shower that produced boners but no more sex.

“I’ll wipe up our DNA,” Gary offered.  “You get on back down.”  He handed his room key to Shannon.  “I won’t need this anymore.”  Shannon kissed him for several seconds before walking to the door.  As he opened it, Gary said, “Shannon?”

“Yes, babe?”  He looked back at Gary.

“When anyone looks at you for the rest of the day, do you think they’ll be able to tell you just left two loads of your grade-A spunk in a horny teen-ager?”

“Jeez!  Now I’ll be hard all evening.”

Gary blew him a kiss and laughed as he closed the door.

 *******

Two hours later, Gary greeted Antonio at the front desk of Rossi’s.  With others nearby, their greeting was warm and friendly, but not sensual.  The sensual part would come later.  The patrons were a bit more demanding than usual, but the tips compensated for the extra lemons, butter, napkins, and such they seemed to need.  The 3-hour shift passed quickly and soon the kitchen was closed, the dining room re-set for tomorrow, and the till counted and prepared for the bank. 

Antonio made a pitcher of daiquiris and they sat down at a bar table to relax, drink, hold hands, and talk about their day.  Gary felt his heart swell with love as he looked across the small table into the big brown eyes 12 inches away.  Perhaps it was the words of love shared with Shannon a few hours earlier; perhaps it was a cosmic search for truth; perhaps it was simply an overflowing of his heart.  Gary didn’t know why he felt compelled to share, but he knew it was right.

“Darling,” he said.  “I know I don’t call you that and I might not again because it sounds a little fey to me.”

Antonio squeezed his hand and giggled.

“Darling,” Gary repeated.  His voice cracked and a couple of tears began their journey down his cheeks as he croaked out, “I love you!”  A steady flow of tears washed his cheeks as Antonio rose from his chair and pulled Gary up with the hand he was holding.  The big Italian drew Gary deep into his broad chest, put a hand gently on the back of his head, and nuzzled his cheek.

“Oh, sweetie!  I love you!”

Gary nodded into Antonio’s shoulder.  He pulled back so they could look at each other.  When he had captured Antonio’s brown eyes with his watering blue ones, he said in a whisper they could barely hear, “You’re the most amazing thing in my life.  You make me feel so safe and, I don’t know, connected to humanity.”

Antonio’s heart overflowed in response to these words coming from Gary’s enormous heart to his.  His eyes became teary, too.  He tightened his grip around Gary’s back.  “I…  Uh…”

Gary smiled at him.  “Shh!”  He kissed this magnificent young man for the millionth time but somehow it had the intense emotion of the first time.  “I accept the limitations of our love.  I’m just so happy we’ve done this together!”  Tears flowed again.  “I’m not crying because I’m sad.  I’m crying because I’m so happy with you!”

Antonio couldn’t speak, so he simply nodded.  They kissed for a long while until their emotions settled and they instinctively knew there was only one way to share their love anymore.  Antonio lifted Gary and set him on the bar.  He pulled off Gary’s shoes and socks as he removed his shirt and opened his pants.  As Gary lifted his butt, Antonio pulled his pants and briefs off, dropping them on the tabletop.  With their eyes locked together, Antonio slowly stripped off his own clothes, piling them atop Gary’s in an unconscious metaphor of their sexual relationship.  When he, too, was naked, his enormous erection waved between them.  Quickly, he grabbed the lotion and applied it to his cock.  His love couldn’t wait long enough for a pleasant rim job and finger fuck.  He climbed onto the bar and lifted Gary’s legs, handing them to Gary who held them back out of the way.  Antonio squirted a sizeable blob of lube onto Gary’s aching rosebud.  Antonio took a moment to smear the lube around the opening to Gary’s love canal and inserted 2 drippy fingers to prepare the way.

Antonio lay across Gary so they could kiss as he positioned his love muscle and pressed forward.  Gary pushed at the same time so together they inserted the massive penis into the tight, warm, and wet place next to Gary’s open heart.  Partly thanks to the workout Shannon’s big piece had given him a few hours earlier, the entrance of Antonio’s thick 9.6” cock was remarkably quick and pain-free.

“Oh, honey!” Gary moaned.

As Antonio slowly pushed to the hilt, he drawled out, “I…”  He withdrew almost 8” before reversing into a forward thrust as he said, “…love…”  Gary used his talented ass muscles to squeeze gently as he reached full penetration.  He withdrew and tenderly pushed in as he whispered, “…you!”  Gary was crying again, silently, not from pain, but from emotional overflow.  Only inches apart, they mingled their eyesight as their bodies joined below.  Antonio started to pump his lover, rubbing Gary’s cock between their bellies and stretching his hole more than anyone else could, putting his imprint on Gary’s receptive rectum.  Every inch seemed to whisper “I love you” to the walls of Gary’s asshole as it passed. And every inch of Gary’s ass kissed and caressed the big love muscle as it moved.  Gary felt 9+ firm inches of love fill him repeatedly.  As orgasms built in each man, Gary thought there was something different about this experience.  When Gary came, he felt it begin in his toes and surge all the way up his legs toward his dick.  He felt something like electricity surge out of his chest and his mind and race through his abdomen so that all this energy converged in an instant and blew his cojones with a greater intensity than ever before.  He screamed half in joy and half in agony as the scalding semen seared his over-stimulated urethra in great punch-shots on its way to telegraph the love Gary had for his glorious partner.  Gary’s liquid love burst out of his dickhead into the hot, sweaty, hairy, confined space between their straining abdomens, scalding the lovers as it managed to reach as far as Antonio’s gigantic pecs before being stopped in its ballistic trajectory. 

Not to be outdone, Gary’s asshole exhibited its love for Antonio’s love shaft by squeezing the bejesus out of it.  Antonio swore later the squeeze was so powerful his cock lengthened to 13” to accommodate its volume in the greatly diminished diameter.  But at the moment of orgasm, Antonio blasted a dozen body-shaking, gut-exploding, testicle-bashing, death-defying love bombs into Gary’s intestines.  He screamed, too, as though he had just been gored in the gonads by Cupid’s arrow.

Gary, still in the midst of his own record-breaking orgasmic conflagration, experienced Antonio’s orgasm as an earthquake laced with a volcanic eruption that sent a lava flow gushing through his rectum, cauterizing everything it could reach.  Though the entire double explosion lasted less than a minute, it left behind the total devastation that could only be described as Hiroshima-esque.

When Antonio finally quit blasting Gary’s interior and his body quakes ceased, he was as devoid of observable life as a resident of the local morgue.  Gary was incinerated by the twin nuclear blasts, crushed by Italy’s most glorious product, and empty of any internal energy.  Movement was impossible for at least a minute.  Then it seemed the two hearts resumed beating and the lungs feebly sucked in some air.  After a few deep breaths (made more challenging for Gary by Antonio’s 200 pounds lying on his chest), their minds awoke and they could begin to survey the damage.

“Holy shit!” Antonio moaned emphatically.

“Oh my God!” Gary said in the voice of an old man just back from a near-death experience.

Antonio’s cock deflated like an exploded balloon and Gary lacked the energy to create even a mild tremor in his usually indefatigable ass.  The lovers lay inert for a couple of minutes, allowing Antonio’s cock to shrink to the consistency of a limp dishrag.  If it wasn’t such a prodigious member even in its flaccid state, it would have slid out.  But it didn’t have the energy to walk out and Gary’s butt muscles didn’t have the energy to push it out.  It just lay inside Gary like a comatose python.

Finally, the humor of the situation managed to break through to their consciousness.  Gary giggled at the feeling of Antonio’s obliterated dick within him and when Antonio moaned a zombie-like “What?” his giggles turned to laughter.  When the foundation of Antonio’s world began to shake and jiggle beneath him, even a corpse would have joined in.  Still not knowing the epidemiology of Gary’s mirth, Antonio began to laugh, too.  When his cock finally fell out or was ejected (it was impossible to tell), Gary went into howls of laughter practically tossing the weightlifter onto the floor like a used Kleenex.  To avoid serious injury, Antonio finally had to muster up the energy to climb off Gary in order to stabilize his world.  Gary continued to writhe atop the bar as he screamed in laughter.  It was almost 10 minutes before Gary was finally able to get through an explanation to Antonio of why he was laughing.

Their monumental twin-orgasms had released a mountain of sexual tension, but their laughter had released an entire mountain range of emotional tension, most of which they weren’t even aware they had.  When they could speak coherently at last, they discussed what had just happened.

“My God, Antonio, that was the best and maybe the worst experience of my life.  I’m sure I will say that on my deathbed, too.”  Gary giggled.

“Why,” Antonio laughed, “would you say it might be the worst experience?”

Gary laughed so hard it took a moment to speak.  “’Cause it was a…”  He giggled.  “…near-death…”  He exploded and blew snot as he laughed.  “…ex…”  He guffawed.  “…perience!”  He grabbed his belly as he laughed and almost fell down.

Both men dissolved in hysterics.

After a couple of minutes, Antonio managed to get out: “When it was over, I wasn’t sure I was still alive!”  They cackled.

“Don’t ever do that to me again,” Gary laughed.  “Please?”

Antonio could barely get out the word “What?”

“Cau…terize…my intes…tines!”  He screamed.

Antonio gasped for breath.  “You, you little shit!”  He fought down a laugh, but couldn’t keep it from erupting.  When he settled down a bit, he continued, “when you came, you squeezed my dick so hard I’m sure it will be black and blue tomorrow!”

Gary screamed in pure joy.  He reached out for Antonio who willingly embraced him.  Feeling the naked body of the most incredible guy in the world didn’t even make Gary horny at that moment.  “I do love you, honey,” he whispered into the Italian’s ear.

“Be careful,” Antonio started laughing, jiggling Gary into joining him.  “You know what happened the last time you told me that!”  They hugged, screamed in laughter, and cried from the amazing relief they were feeling.

“Hey,” Antonio said.  “It’s after 10.  You gotta get up really early tomorrow.”

“Yes, I do.  Thanks for reminding me.”  They gathered their clothes, dressed, washed up the daiquiri glasses, and shared a lovely, tender good-night kiss at the back door.

To be continued...

Posted: 05/21/2021