Shawn

SHAWN By Lee Mariner

August 2002

DISCLAIMER: This is a gay fantasy involving homosexual acts between young men. All characters depicted are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. Any perceived similarity is purely coincidental. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE.

A geographic location used in no way reflects the lifestyle within those locations.

PLEASE DO NOT ENGAGE IN UNPROTECTED SEX, IT CAN LEAD TO LIFE THREATENING CONSEQUENCES.

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Copyright: August 2002 - Author: Lee Mariner - All Rights are reserved.

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• • • • • • • • • • Chapter #10

Sunlight was streaming down from the bedroom skylights and my bladder felt like it was about to burst. A couple of times during the night I had resisted the need for a piss, not wanting to leave the warmth of Shawn laying beside me but it had reached emergency proportions. Shawn had his arm across my chest and I lifted it gently sliding out from under its weight, he murmured something unintelligible when I moved away and almost ran too the bathroom.

I had no sooner gave a long sigh of relief when Shawn joined me putting his arm around my waist and twin waterfalls cascaded from half hard cocks into the commode. I couldn't help but grin thinking that emptying ones bladder could feel so much like the ecstasy of a receding ejaculation but it always did.

Shawn kissed my nose, his tongue licking the tip his eyes sparkling and he pulled me tighter too him.

"Hey!" I said. "Watch what you're doing before you miss the pot. I'm not into the golden shower scene."

"Neither am I but speaking of showers. . . . . " He said as we both milked the last drops feeling sooooooo much better.

"How about we take a swim first and then shower? From the way that sun is coming in the skylights, it must be warm even this early."

"Sorry, you don't get away from me without giving me a kiss and then we can swim, shower or what ever you want."

"I like the what ever part but after we swim." I whispered as we kissed, not passionately but softly, holding each other close. Shawn's warm body touching mine felt like silky velvet, soft and smooth. Soft brown eyes glowed as he looked into mine and he brushed my lips again whispering softly, "do you know how much I love you Kev?"

"Every time you look at me, I know."

A fire was building in my loins and I could feel his cock rising and matching the ardor that was quickly spreading over the both of us. Our breathing was getting heavier while we gazed at each other and he led me back too the bed we had just left, swimming would come later.

Emotions were intense and Shawn was almost like an animal as he took my throbbing cock in his mouth groaning as he drove his head downward engulfing the entire length, sending thrill after thrill surging through me like electricity, tensing my muscles.

His throat contracted squeezing me as he sucked and twisted his body around driving his cock too my open mouth and I swallowed taking all of him. The ferocity of what seemed like an attack didn't subside with the insertion of hard throbbing cocks into warm sheaths but intensified, our hips driving in long piston thrusts, pre-cum flowing freely.

All I wanted was Shawn's cock deep in my throat, sucking, drawing his body's creamy fluid too me, his nuts churned drawing tight as I played with them rolling between my fingers.

Shawn was kneading my nuts with his nose as he sucked, much like a calf kneads his mother's udder demanding the milk he greedily wanted. I could feel the intense tightness of his mouth squeezing my cock my nuts tightening.

With mind numbing ecstatic quickness we drained each other almost simultaneously, thick streams of sperm flowing like molten rivers down our throats. Muscles tightened, bodies arched excelling in the rapture of giving and receiving before slowly succumbing into the warm depths of a satisfied afterglow as we released each other, lips draining the last drops of nectar from softening cocks.

Shawn turned around and lay beside me quietly, his hand resting on my stomach, his fingers curling gently. We were reaching the point where we didn't need words to relay our feelings, just a touch or look said it all and I said a silent prayer, "God please let this be the one I have yearned for."

I guess I had drifted into a sort of reverie when Shawn kissed my ear saying, " think we better take that swim now or would you rather shower before joining Mark?"

Hearing him mention Mark's name I asked, "did you hear footsteps and muffled voices last night after we went too bed?" "No, all I remember was you putting your arms around me. Why?"

"I thought I heard them just before I drifted off. Maybe it was just my imagination. Lets take a swim after we wash up and then we can shower later."

It only took us a few minutes to wash and put on the robes Mark had given us. There was soft music coming from hidden speakers and his door was open when we left our room.

"He must be downstairs already Kev, his door is open. I wonder why the music is not playing in our room?"

"He probably turned it off so we wouldn't be disturbed. I like his tastes though. Come on, he is probably by the pool."

"I wonder if he is going to be nude again. He said he and his uncle don't wear clothes when they are alone."

"Heavens Shawn, he was almost naked yesterday and only wearing shorts with a muscle shirt."

"Well, he has the muscles to show off, god have you ever seen anyone with his physique?"

"Look in the mirror sometime and see what your selling short Shawn.." I said as we walked out onto the covered patio.

Mark was lying in a lounge chair facing us from the other side of the pool, a towel across his middle reading a newspaper. He looked up as we were walking towards him a smile on his face, even white teeth flashing.

"Good morning, hope you guys slept well."

"We did thanks." I said, "What time is it? I didn't look at my watch before we came down." "It's just a little after 9. If you're going to take a swim, we thought we might drive over too the Sagamore for brunch. Would you care to join us?"

"We." Shawn said a surprised note in his voice."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Paul from the restaurant, Paul Shannon, he stopped by after you had gone to bed. He's getting a V8 in the cabana, would you care for one?" He said cheerfully calling out. "Paul, would you bring Shawn and Kevin a V8 or an orange juice?"

"Orange juice would be fine for both of us Paul. Thanks."

The sun shone brilliantly and Mark's golden body seemed to gleam as he laid on the lounge his chest rising and falling easily as he breathed. He was almost like an apparition that might fade away if you blinked your eyes. Shawn had a magnificent body but Mark was almost like a Greek god laying quietly smiling as he looked at us.

"I turned the music off in your bedroom so you wouldn't be disturbed after last evening. It had been a long day."

"We noticed it was off when we got up. Kev thought you might have turned it off. You look like you had a restful night."

"I did Shawn, here's Paul with your juice."

We both turned just as Paul came out of the cabana carrying a small tray, a grin on his face.

"Here I am, just call me your friendly waiter. Nice seeing you guys, hope I didn't wake you when I dropped in last night?"

"Nope, can't say that you did. Shawn sleeps like the proverbial log and you could fire off a shotgun and he wouldn't wake up."

"Except when you get out of bed. Then I wake up."

"That's true." I said my gaze drifting over Paul's almost naked body.

He was wearing a terrycloth wrap around like Mark. His blond hair was damp, probably from swimming but his eyes were like emeralds. Last night they were dark green in the dim light of the "deck" but in the sunlight they glittered. His body was lean muscles that flowed as he moved and his tan was darker. His wrapper covered a very pronounced bulge that only a blind man would not have seen.

"You must have Irish blood Paul." I said as Shawn and I sat in chairs across from their lounges.

"Scotch Irish actually. My mothers line runs back too the Highlands of Scotland and my fathers too County Cork, Ireland. My dad and I visited Ireland last year not long after Mark and I met. We traced some of our ancestors and found tombstones with the name Shannon that are supposed to be related too us. Remember that trip Mark?"

"Yes, I do. Uncle Lee and I want to take a trip to England and see if we can learn a little about our family history. I think mom's people are from France, her maiden name was Lawrence."

"That's enough family history for now if we are going out for brunch but it can be fascinating. Have you decided about going with us too the Sagamore?"

"I don't see why not, I'm hungry. What about it Shawn?"

"You know I can eat almost anytime."

"Good." Mark said he and Paul standing dropping their wrappers.

They dove into the pool together, cutting the water cleanly and all I could think was that Paul was lucky his wrapper wasn't any shorter then it was. Shawn and I stripped our robes and duplicated their dives surfacing just in front of them shaking the water from our hair and faces.

The water was warm and Shawn looking at Mark led the way replaying the swim they had yesterday while Paul and I watched. It was like seeing two dolphins racing for the lead and neither one giving way. I heard Paul laugh and glanced at him catching his eye.

"It's like watching two fish swimming together, they could be twins. Don't you swim Kevin?"

"Not like they do, they are both in a lot better shape then I am for that."

"Oh, I don't know about that. You look in pretty good shape to me, come on lets do a few laps together." Paul said laughing, his eyes flashing as he glided into the water.

I never was what you would call a great swimmer but I matched Paul stroke for stroke his glistening muscles rippling. His eye caught mine several times and I could tell he was not swimming as fast as he could and that angered me a little. I tried swimming faster and I think I succeeded in making him increase his efforts. I didn't know Mark and Shawn were sitting on the edge of the pool watching us until I heard Shawn exclaiming.

"Go for it Kev, keep it up."

Paul and I both stopped swimming looking up at them and then Mark broke out laughing with Paul joining in and Shawn beaming from ear too ear.

"You both wouldn't have given an inch if it had killed you." Mark said clapping his hands and Paul looked at me sheepishly.

"I sort of egged you on Kevin. Sorry, I wasn't trying to embarrass you. You swim better then you say you can."

The camaraderie of the moment caused the initial anger I had felt slip from me and I grinned just as sheepishly as Paul. It had been fun competing with him and exciting.

"I think maybe I better sell the condo in Florida and get us a place with a swimming pool Shawn if we are going to keep up with these two." I said swinging up beside him on the edge of the pool.

Paul sat beside Mark leaning over looking at me. "You have a condo in Florida Kevin, where?"

"Its just south of St. Augustine but I've haven't been there for a couple of years, not since my grandfather died. It's rented out."

"My dad has a cottage in Pensacola but we don't use it. I think he is going to sell it. I wish he would let me have it. Rochester is okay but it gets so damned cold in the winter."

"Have you mentioned it too him Paul? If he wants to sell it, maybe you can work something out."

"If I know my dad Shawn, he would want more then I could pay for it. I still have two years left at Syracuse before I can even start thinking about being on my own. I make good money at the Log Jam but I don't want to wait tables for the rest of my life. Computer accounting is where the future is but it takes time before you are established. I want my own Accounting firm someday, small business not the big guys. Besides, if I did have it I'd probably be there and in some other university and then we would not have met. Mark said you and Kevin were great guys and he's right, I've really enjoyed meeting you."

"Ditto Paul, it's been fun. I'd still ask your dad if you really want it though, he might fool you." Shawn said

It's funny, I thought for a moment. Yesterday we were all but shocked when Mark stripped and swam naked with us like it was an everyday thing. Now, we were sitting naked with two very handsome young men and our nakedness seemed almost natural. Shawn was enjoying himself and I think secretly enjoyed showing his body sitting beside me, his hand covering mine.

We had met Mark only two days before and Paul last night but it was like we had known them longer and here we were talking about future plans and everything most guys talk about.

"Hey guys, this is all well and good but I'm hungry. Lets get dressed and we can talk over food at the Sagamore. Kev, would you mind if we used your SUV?"

"No problem Mark, lets go. My stomach is starting to grumble even after last nights dinner."

"Don't let Henry hear you say that Kev, you might hurt his feelings." Paul said laughingly as we jumped up grabbing robes and wrappers.

I had never given much thought to visiting the Sagamore on other trips, maybe I should have. Several millionaires in the late 1800's had bought an island, Green Island, and built the original hotel. The island was 72 acres and over the years had been improved including one of the countries top 5 golf courses. It sat like the Grand Dame of Lake George, it's surrounding acreage beautifully landscaped.

Boulton's Landing was not a long drive 9N followed its shores. Shawn was like a kid looking and taking it all in, the large summer homes and various motel's some small family owned while others were the large chain's and all of it nestled in the Adirondack Mountains.

There are 6 restaurants in the Sagamore, indoor and outdoors'. We had brunch in the Trillium Dining Room. The entire hotel was decorated in casual Early American and local décor. Comfort was the main theme with casual being the key word and that theme was continued in its dining rooms.

Unlike the Log Jam, the staff was mixed with a wide range in the ages of the serving staff. Young teenaged boys scampered around like squirrels making sure tables were cleared as soon as patrons left.

The dining room hostess seated us at a table that could have accommodated 6 people. There was a hubbub of conversation in the room but the tables were spaced where you could talk without being overheard by your neighbors and plenty of room so serving carts could be used or trays carried without concerning of disturbing others. Shawn's eyes shined with excitement and I was impressed with the efficiency and relaxed atmosphere.

For a brunch, the menu was extensive and several items were written with a flourish but still understandable. We had placed our order for drinks and I was going over the items on the menu when Shawn leaned over whispering, "pretty fancy for a farm boy Kev but I think I want a ham and cheese omelette with home fries and biscuits."

"That sounds good too me but I'll leave out the cheese."

Mark and Paul had made their decisions and when our waiter returned with the drinks, we placed our orders. He was eyeing Paul as he wrote the orders on a pad but I noticed Paul was ignoring him or trying to.

"Do you know the waiter Paul?" I asked after he had left and we had tasted our drinks.

"It was pretty obvious wasn't it Kev? He worked at the Log Jam for a very short time before Henry let him go. His name is Tyler and I'm pretty sure he blames me for being fired. I had heard he was here but I wasn't sure. Tyler is a nice enough guy I guess but he is a little overly arrogant and aggressive. He wants to do things his way and thinks he is a sort of "gods gift" where guys are concerned. I rejected him when he put the "blast" on me and he wouldn't take no for an answer. That was part of it, he really became offensive when Mark and his Uncle would come in the Log Jam and ask for me not him. Carlos, Henry's friend actually was the one that figured out what was going by his attitude. It wasn't just me though, he was that way with some of the other guys in the restaurant."

"It sounds to me like he needs to grow up. Nice looking enough but there is more to it than that."

"He does Kev." Mark said quietly. "Uncle Lee and I may have been the cause of the problem if there ever was one. He served us once and like Paul says, his attitude and intentions were almost an embarrassment. I think it was Henry that Uncle Lee mentioned it too. In fact I was a little embarrassed when he walked up too the table."

"Well let's not let it spoil our breakfast." I said, "how do you like the Bloody Mary Shawn?"

"Not bad hon...er Kev but honestly, it's the first time I ever had one. I guess there are places back home you can get them but mostly it's beer and bourbon. My dad is a bourbon man but drinking has never been a big thing with me. A little like Mark I guess, I can take it or leave it."

I snickered softly at Shawn's almost slip when Paul said, "I do that a lot sometimes when I forget where we are Shawn."

"It just sort of slips out if you know what I mean."

"We all have that problem once in awhile." Mark said smiling, "Uncle Lee gets on me when it happens but I think he likes it anyway."

Tyler, our waiter, brought the food on a cart and I took special notice of the way he was glaring at Paul. The boy had a real problem and I mentioned it after he left.

"Maybe he'll get over it Kev, I hope so for his sake." Paul said softly. "Some people can be too possessive."

We ate in silence for a few minutes the food was delicious. Shawn was enjoying his and so was I when Mark asked, "have you guys decided if you will be meeting us in Stowe tomorrow? I'd really like for you to meet my uncle."

"Wouldn't miss it Mark but I don't think Shawn and I will be staying at your place tonight. I was thinking that after you leave we would leave since Ausable Chasm is on the way too the ferry and I want us to stop there. It might be a little tight if we don't leave until in the morning since I want Shawn to see that and then there is the ferry ride across the lake. I don't think we will have any trouble finding a motel on the other side and then meet you' all later if that's okay."

"That's fine with me Kev. Let me suggest that you stay at the B&B instead of a motel. We can make a call from the house and I'm sure there would be room available. It has been closed but from what my uncle said. It has been refurbished and is supposed to open tomorrow. That's one reason he wants to be there so he can check the operation and the new resident manager and his wife. You and Shawn should be there before we are."

"What do you think Shawn, want to do that instead of a motel?"

"Sure Kev. If the bed is as good as the one at Marks house it's got to be better then a motel. I can't stand those Styrofoam pillows."

"Boy, you guys make it sound exciting, I'd love to be going with you."

"Maybe someday soon you can Paul. Uncle Lee has plans for the place from what he has said too me. If we are finished with breakfast I think we should be leaving. Paul has to work tonight and I've got some packing to do along with a couple of calls before I leave for Albany. "

"That sounds like a plan to me Mark and this is on us. You picked up the tab last night. No arguments." I said reaching for the bill.

"Okay by me but I leave the tip. What do you think Tyler would be worth Paul?

"You don't want to ask me that Mark. Let your conscience be your guide."

"That is being a little catty of us isn't it? Let me see the bill Kev if you don't mind."

After Mark checked the bill, he pulled some bills from his wallet and dropped them on the table as the rest of us were leaving.

The trip back was pretty much the same as when we drove up. The sun had warmed things up considerably burning off the morning mist and night coolness. August still had a week before it would really change and then it would be cooler and the foliage would start changing. Up state New York and New England was fantastic with fall colors but a little like Paul; I really preferred the warmer weather.

Paul and Mark sitting together in the back seat made an exciting couple but the spark you could see in some was really not there. They seemed to be very good friends and enjoyed each others company and I was sure in bed as well. "Christ" I thought who wouldn't want too be in bed with either one of them. It's not that often you meet someone like them. The differences between them were complimentary in a way. Mark had a mysterious brilliance about him while Paul was sultry and sexy. His emerald green eyes seemed to talk expressing his feelings when he looked at you while the golden flecks in Marks hazel eyes held a hint of exciting mystery. They were both exciting and I felt a tingling in my groin at the thought of what either of them would be like. Shawn was fantastic in bed and I was falling deeper in love with him the more we were together but that big BUT was still there. We both were young and as long as we agreed and knew what we were doing, what was wrong in enjoying something different once in awhile.

Mark was obviously very much in love with his uncle but he had said that they understood and were honest with each other? Shawn and I had discussed the threesome thing over and understood it. Maybe we should discuss this and get it out in the open. Hell, he might think the same way about it. There are a lot of things I want to do with him and places to go. I would rather we are honest then go through our life together frustrated and feeling guilty or deprived.

I had been driving almost on autopilot my head in a whirl and pulled into Mark's drive without even realizing it. When I parked and turned the engine off, Shawn leaned over whispering, "are you alright Kev? You haven't said hardly a word on the way back."

"I'm sorry Shawn, just thinking some things over. I'll tell you about it later. Lets get our stuff together so we can leave when Mark does. It's okay with you if we leave now isn't it instead of tomorrow?"

"Sure if that's what you want. It's nice of Mark saying we could stay here but I sure wouldn't want anything to happen while we are here. Besides, we have been here for 3 days, I'd kind of like to move on, we can always come back can't we?"

"Anytime you want. I've always liked it here but this is the first time I have been here with someone & being here with you makes it special. Let's catch up."