Gary's Summer Interlude
By: Kenneth Kirk
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Chapter 5
Preparing for a Party 

Patrick, Josh

The next day, when Gary talked with Patrick, the older man was very pleased by Gary’s story of Ryan’s enthusiasm and his performance at the cabin.  Plans were made for the Sylva teenagers to drive to Asheville the following Sunday afternoon to spend the night before the pool party on Monday.  They would spend that night, too, and drive home Tuesday afternoon.  It was a very busy week as Gary and Ryan rehearsed a sexy routine that would end with Gary deep throating Ryan.  This would get the BJ portion of the party rolling.  Each rehearsal wound up with Ryan getting a double as partial collection of all the sex Gary had promised Ryan if he did this.  As the week progressed, Gary could tell Ryan was getting more excited about their upcoming erotic Independence Day.

Finally, Sunday arrived.  Gary worked his regular shift at Love-Love, which was the busiest he’d ever seen it.  They had a 30- to 45-minute wait all day and the tables were almost full when he left at 2:00.  He had asked Shannon for a rain check on their regular Sunday tryst, which he had graciously given.   He stopped by the Mitchell residence a few minutes before 4 to pick up Ryan for the drive to Asheville.  When the Mustang pulled away from the house, Ryan grabbed Gary’s knee and shouted out, “Whoopie!  This is gonna be hot, hot, hot!”

“Undoubtedly!” Gary agreed.  Briefly he lay his hand on top of Ryan’s and gave it a squeeze.  “I’m so glad you’re going with me, Ryan!”

“Oh, me, too!  Thanks so much for asking me.”

“When Carlos couldn’t go, you were the logical choice.  And, when I described you to Patrick, I think he got hard.  I’m pretty sure he’s gonna want some time in your ass.”

“I hope I don’t disappoint them or embarrass you.”

“Put that concern out of your head.  These guys are going to love you.  Remember they’re late 20’s or 30’s and were Deputy Boys when they were in college.  They will love your youth and near-virginity.”

“I’m almost a virgin!” Ryan chanted several times, complete with knee squeezes and fist pumps.

Gary laughed at his exuberance.  “In all the years I’ve known you, you’ve never been as attractive as you are right now.”

“Well, thank you, I think.  Since I have my pants on and you can’t see either my dick or my ass, I might be disappointed in that comment.”

Gary laughed again.  “You have an excellent point.  Maybe I should distinguish between attractiveness and erotic-ness.”

“I feel better, mate.”  Ryan had the most gorgeous wide grin on his handsome Aussie face.

On the short drive through the beautiful forest-covered low mountains along U.S. 74 and I-40, they went over the details of their dance and what was likely to happen while they were staying with Josh and Patrick and, of course, at tomorrow’s party.  Both boys had some anxiety about whether they would be able to easily accommodate the amount of bottoming they were expected to do, but Gary assured Ryan (and himself) that they would be permitted to take breaks if they needed to do so.

About 5:30, they arrived at the address Patrick had given him.  The house was on Riverside Drive only a couple of miles west of the UNCA campus.  It was a single-story farmhouse with a Southern-style veranda all the way across the front.  It stood on a flattened hillside about 75 feet higher than the French Broad River and featured a beautiful view of the river and the forest around it.  To the left side of the veranda, a separate 2-car garage sat with an uncovered parking pad next to it.  The pad looked big enough to easily hold 4 more cars but was empty, so Gary parked on the end nearest the house.  They grabbed their gear (2 medium-sized bags and a boom-box borrowed from Carlos) before strolling up to the house.

As they stepped onto the first of 6 steps leading to the veranda, the etched glass door opened to reveal Josh (pictured) in tiny yellow shorts and a loose green tank top.  “Hello, boys!” he shouted through a big smile.  “Welcome to our humble abode.”  At his feet a pair of black labs danced excitedly.

When they reached the porch level, Josh hugged Gary tightly, patting his ass affectionately.  He pushed back and kissed the young man quickly on the lips. 

As Gary and Josh greeted each other, Ryan observed the hirsute Jewish man, whose full black beard and intense dark eyes were his most distinguishing features.  He was handsome and rugged-looking, except that his movements and voice brought out a softer, more feminine side.  It was a very interesting look Ryan had not seen before.

Staring deeply into Gary’s eyes, Josh said, “It’s so great to see you again!  And to know we will be seeing a lot more of you in the future.”

Gary laughed.  “Well, you’ve already seen pretty much all there is!”

Josh smirked and looked at Ryan, “And, honey, a very fine sight to see, let me tell you!”  Releasing Gary, Josh focused his attention on Ryan.  He took a step toward the tall Aussie, extending his hand.  As they shook, he said, “I’m Josh Peres, one of your hosts for the holiday.”

“Very happy to meet you,” Ryan said.  “I’m Ryan Mitchell.”

Gary hugged Ryan from the side as Josh looked closely at him.  “Damn,” Josh said softly, “I love that accent!  You’re absolutely beautiful, Ryan.  So tall.”  He shook his head admiringly.  “So blond.  Such blue eyes.  Such a generous crotch.”

Everybody laughed.  “Josh appreciates a substantial cock,” Gary whispered.

“That I do indeed.”

“Ryan does not disappoint in that department,” Gary testified.

“Oooh!  We just might have to have a preview before tomorrow!”  The dogs were becoming more frantic at being ignored.  “And these monsters are Lezzie and Sappho.”

Gary and Ryan bent to acknowledge the girls, who licked their hands and snuggled with their legs.  After a moment, Josh scolded them and pushed them towards the house.  “Follow me, boys!”  Josh led them through the living room, down a short hall, past a kitchen that smelled garlicy and meaty, through a den, out some sliding glass doors, and onto the patio.  The patio was beautifully appointed with a couple of round tables, a bunch of chairs, and a large outdoor grille.  Beyond this dining area stretched a large backyard pool with diving board at the left and shallow end at the right.  Just beyond the end of the pool on the right was a large in-ground hot tub.  Several large pots holding a variety of beautiful flowers and bushes surrounded the whole area, giving it a modicum of privacy.  Around the pool were half a dozen chaise lounges and several small tables and chairs.  To the far left stood another structure and it was here that Josh took them.

Although much smaller than its model, the front of the house looked like an antebellum plantation home with its own veranda and Greek columns, painted white, naturally.  Josh opened the door and stepped inside.  With no instruction, the dogs sat down on the porch, obviously not planning to enter the building.  Gary and Ryan followed him into a cozy living area holding a large red leather sofa and a matching love seat.  Completing the set was a very large matching ottoman.  To the left they could see a modest kitchen with a table that could seat 4.  Josh took them through a doorway into a hallway on the right.  He pointed to a door on their left and said, “Bathroom.”  A set of closed double doors stood at the end of the short hallway.  Josh pulled them open with a flourish and entered a bright, enticing bedroom.  To the right the room opened back along the front of the house, for it really was a house separate from the main house.  Not visible from the door until a person stepped to the right and turned around stood a king-sized bed with tall bedposts and a canopy covered in a white lacey fabric that had a peak in the middle.  Gary thought it very Southern, comfortable-looking, and strangely erotic.

As if reading Gary’s mind, Josh whispered in a sort of conspiratorial tone, “Doesn’t it make you just want to rip off your clothes, plop face down, and call in all the field hands?”

They all laughed heartily.  “I’m not sure about field hands,” Ryan said, “but it’s clear this bed could certainly support a small orgy.”

“Hmm,” Josh said.  “Well, it has entertained as many as 5 studs from UNCA all night on multiple occasions.”

“Ooh, baby!” Gary said.

“This will be your room for the next couple of nights.”  Josh turned and looked rather sternly in their eyes.  “I assume you don’t mind sharing a bed, uh, sleeping together, as it were.”

“Hell,” Ryan laughed.  “If you gave us twin beds, we’d just shove them together.”

Josh smirked and looked pointedly at Gary.  “If I didn’t know you so well, I’d be very fearful for your delicacy, honey.”  With that he guffawed like a trucker and squeezed both of them on the wrist.  “The guest house is for you only.  It’s off-limits during tomorrow’s festivities, but you can use it for a refreshing shower or a change, though you won’t need many clothes.  You can also use it as a retreat if you need to have a moment for, shall we say, ah, recovery.”

“That sounds really great, Josh,” Gary said.  “Thanks!”

“Naturally.  I’ll let you settle in.  Patrick ran to the store.  There’s time for a swim before getting cleaned up for supper.  Skimpy swimsuits are in the top drawer of the dresser.  Come on back outside when you’re ready.”  Josh turned and walked out, closing the front door behind him.  They could hear him talking to the dogs as he went back to the main house.

“Wow!” Ryan giggled.  “He’s a hoot, isn’t he?”

“Yes.  I’ve never seen him in his relaxed hostess mode before.”  Gary looked around the room.  “Isn’t this a great guest house?”

Ryan had strolled across the room to peer into the bath.  “Yep,” he agreed.  “Come see the bathroom.”

Gary was astonished when he looked through the doorway.  Immediately before him was a two-sink lavatory at least 10 feet long, white wood having a countertop made of white granite with a lot of gold flecks imbedded in it.  The fixtures were gold, too.  To the right was a large, walk-in closet and to the left an open door with a toilet inside.  Beyond that, on the left, was a round Jacuzzi tub and, beyond that, a shower that looked to be about 8’ square and featured 2 shower heads.  It had the same granite on 2 walls with the other 2 walls made of clear glass.

“This whole place is like a sexy love nest,” Ryan observed.

“It’s gorgeous!” Gary said. 

Ryan drew Gary into his arms as they stood in the bathroom.  For a moment, they looked deeply into each other’s blue eyes before Ryan tilted his head and dropped his mouth down to sample Gary’s upturned lips.  They kissed deeply for a minute or two.

“I love your mouth,” Ryan admitted.

“You’re sweet, babe.  I’m very glad we broke the ice a few weeks ago.”

Ryan kissed him again.  “You’re damn right.  What you have done for me is…just…phenomenal.  And I feel we’ve become really good friends, too.”

“I agree.  That’s a great blessing.  I’m grateful for your friendship and for your, uh….”

When Gary hesitated, Ryan quickly finished his sentence, “cock.”

Gary blushed and both giggled at that.  “Well, yes.”

“And, if I remember correctly, you, widely recognized as the World’s Greatest Bottom, actually pushed 3 very determined tops out of your way the other day so you could top me.”

Gary blushed again.  “I know.  That might be the best compliment you’ve ever received.”

“Certainly the best one my ass has ever received!”

Gary laughed.  “When I did that I was remembering how scaldingly hot you were when you were bottoming for Bob and Antonio at the cabin.  Suddenly I just had to feel it, too.”

“And?”

“It was okay, but I’m the world’s most dedicated bottom, so topping you paled by comparison to how much I love bottoming for you.”

“We are perfect together because, while I enjoyed bottoming for you, it paled in comparison with topping you.”

They kissed again.  “I think we’d better find a swimming suit now,” Gary said.  “Otherwise I will rip your shorts off, toss you on that gorgeous bed over there, and sit on your cock.”

“Jeez, that sounds hot!”

Gary grinned and moved out of Ryan’s arms.  He opened the drawer and began looking through a good selection of Speedos and similar cut trunks.  He selected a bikini that was Ocean blue with goldfish swimming around on it.  Ryan took a green and white stripe Speedo.  They took their suitcases into the big closet where two luggage stands were awaiting them.  They stripped off their travel clothes, took a whiz, and donned their borrowed trunks.

Having enjoyed their first dip in the pool, Ryan and Gary were lying on two chaise lounges when Patrick came out of the house in cut-off jeans and a black tee shirt featuring the schedule for an Eagles tour from 1974.  “Hey, guys,” he called as he approached them from behind.  Lezzie and Sappho dashed over with him.  Both young men stood; Patrick hugged and kissed Gary; Gary introduced Ryan; Patrick hugged Ryan.  

Immediately, Ryan noticed that he and Patrick were almost exactly the same height, 6’2” and had similar coloring, except that Patrick’s light hair was more strawberry blond while his own was more ash blond.  Still, hugging the lanky Scandinavian was a thrill for the boy from Sylva.

Pulling back from his new guest, Patrick smiled and said, “I’m so glad you decided to join us, Ryan!”

“Thanks for the invitation.  I think it will be an awesome party.”

“I know you both will be fabulous hits with the other guests.”  While he held Ryan’s solid biceps and surveyed his entire body, Patrick grinned.  “He’s considerably more spectacular than you let on, Gary.”

Ryan blushed, but grinned, too.  He felt a bit more self-confident now.

“I know he is, Patrick.  I just didn’t want to make him sound too good to be true.”

“Understood.  You are too good to be true, aren’t you, Ryan?”

Everyone laughed.

“Well, I have work to do in the kitchen.  We’ll talk more over dinner.”  He released Ryan’s arms and went back into the house.  In a little while, Josh began setting the table on the patio, turning down offers of help from the teenagers.  Lezzie and Sappho disappeared somewhere in the house before dinner was ready.  Dinner was a casual affair with a fresh Caesar salad, garlic bread, and homemade lasagna that was absolutely scrumptious.  They shared a bottle of a light Zinfandel as well.

“This is even better than Mama Rossi’s famous recipe we serve at the restaurant,” Gary said.  “And that is no put-down to Mama Rossi.  This is the best I’ve ever eaten.”

“Thank you,” Josh said.  “I made the lasagna and Patrick did the rest.”

“It’s all great,” Ryan said.

After dinner, they discussed plans for the holiday soirée planned for the next day.  Everything seemed relatively straightforward in a gay sort of way.  Josh served a delicious strawberry shortcake as they discussed logistics and expectations for the party.  Nothing was suggested that either Gary or Ryan felt uncomfortable about. 

Patrick stressed that they were not required to have sex with anyone if they didn’t want to.  “I hope you will want to get it on with everyone at the party, but that’s not required.  We ask you to serve some drinks at the beginning of the party, do an erotic dance that will lead into the sexual times, and enjoy anyone you have a mutual connection with.  Don’t let anyone press you to do anything you don’t want to do.  Is that clear?”

Both teens spoke in the affirmative.  “And, Ryan, I know you are not as experienced as Gary is.  If you find you’ve had enough sex at any point tomorrow, just get up and walk away.  No one will be upset.  We want this to be a great time for you.  Seriously, we do.”

“Thanks, Patrick.  I really appreciate that.”

“Now, I feel like a real drink,” Patrick said.  “Anybody want a cocktail or more wine?  Beer, perhaps?”

“Could I have a bourbon and seven?” Gary asked.

“Coming right up.  Ryan?”

“Actually, that sounds good to me, too.”

“Two it is,” Patrick said as he got up from the table.

“Let us do the dishes,” Gary said to Josh.

“No.  You clear the table and bring everything to me in the kitchen.  I’ll load the dishwasher.”

A few minutes later, the table and kitchen were clean and everyone had a fresh drink.  The night was lovely and peaceful.  Gary was pleased with how much Ryan seemed to be enjoying himself.  He thought Josh and Patrick had been tremendous hosts for them.  The conversation rambled from possible majors to places in Asheville that were fun and exciting.  It went from summer jobs to the Deputy Boys.  After a third round of drinks, Patrick asked if they would enjoy trying out the hot tub.  Gary suspected that was an easy way to move into sex. 

“Oh, yes, let’s!” he gushed.

Patrick disappeared inside while Josh took them to the tub and started the jets.  “Our house rule is no suits in the hot tub,” he giggled.

Ryan shoved his Speedo down without any hesitation at all.   Gary was a wee bit shocked at how easily he disrobed.  Josh’s eyes opened wide at the size of Ryan’s dick that was semi-hard at that moment.  Gary and Josh followed Ryan’s lead but with considerably less auspicious results.  In a couple of minutes Patrick returned, naked and carrying a stack of towels and a bottle of lube.  Gary smiled as he noticed the lube.  He certainly seemed to be getting pretty good at knowing when and how sex might be initiated.

The 4 naked men didn’t waste much time before Josh was sitting on Ryan’s lap, performing an intense dental exam with his tongue.  Patrick pulled Gary onto his lap and took possession of his mouth, too.  By the time the hot tub shut off automatically, Patrick was lying on the deck with his feet in the hot tub and his cock in Gary’s throat.  Beside them, Josh was performing an apparently masterful bit of fellatio on Ryan’s big dong.

Patrick pulled Gary out of the pool and took him to a chaise lounge.  He laid it flat and Gary got onto his knees on the chair.  Patrick got behind him and began licking the teenage butthole as sensuously and seriously as was possible, wetting and relaxing it with one purpose in mind.  Gary’s moans filled the night air.  Simultaneously, Ryan was doing his best rimming on Josh’s hairy Jewish hole, making him compete with Gary in the category of loudest moans.  After a few minutes, Patrick lubed his fingers and plowed Gary’s love opening with them.  When he lubed up his dick, he tossed the squeeze bottle to Ryan, who managed to catch it. 

Both bottoms were happy to experience their well-endowed and considerate tops as the fucking drove everyone up the ladder of sexual tension.  As often occurred, Gary had the first orgasm without even touching his cock.  He triggered Patrick and their wanton noise soon pushed Josh over the edge.  His internal squeezes quickly unleashed Ryan’s ball juice, which soon flooded his happy tush.  Patrick brought out a round of beers and they sipped them during another cycle of the hot tub jets.

When the jets went off this time, Patrick took Ryan’s hand and led him to the same chaise where he had just fucked Gary.  He laid Ryan on his back, rolled his legs back, and kissed Ryan’s cute little pucker.  Josh fed his circumcised cock to Gary, who turned so his head draped over the edge of the tub.  Due to Josh’s modest size, Gary couldn’t really get the dick head deep into his throat, but he could at least get it to the narrow spot and that was enough to ratchet up Josh’s excitement.  Josh was finished quite a while before Patrick and Ryan reached Nirvana.  For a while, Gary and Josh observed as Patrick pounded a very vocal Ryan for almost half an hour.

The duo on the chaise lounge was hard at work, all their attention going to the intersection of Patrick’s stupendous appendage with Ryan’s nearly virgin asshole when the slider quietly opened from the den.  Gary and Josh looked up to see two sheriff’s deputies in full uniform.  “Shh!” Josh whispered to Gary.  Quickly, Gary felt his heart skip a beat when he recognized one of the lawmen was the sexy Zack Phillips (pictured) from his Deputy Boys interview, looking like a gay boy’s juiciest wet dream! 

To be continued...

Posted: 06/04/2021