EDGEWATER DR by Mike Austin
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Ben and I planned to take off Friday. On Thursday before the party, the housekeepers arrived in force and cleaned every square inch of our place. When I came home it was visibly changed, refreshed almost new. Jack used the day to stock up on "supplies" from WalMart; buying cases of toothbrushes, travel sized toothpaste, shampoos, eye wash, sun screen, body washes, bars of soap, hand wash dispensers, lube, assorted colors and sizes of condoms, beverages and bottled water, snack foods, popcorn, cheap wash cloths as cum rags/wipes, matching large white beach towels, it seemed his list was endless. He admitted to filling Brutus' bed. By the time we arrived home Thursday night all of Jack's purchases were neatly stowed for access. We ate out so as not to disrupt what the housekeepers had created.
When we came home, we ran a final checklist of the inventory, the schedule and confirmed attendees; 6 bottoms (Brad, Ben, Miguel, Jesus, David and Jackson) and 8 tops (Jack, Juan, Rodrigo, Leroy, his cousin Little Joey, Gregorio, Joe, and Bob). The 4 orgy zones included the master bedroom, overflow (excuse the pun) in the office, Jack's room and Ben's suite. Beyond Ben's suite, the downstairs was off limits for orgy and nudity as it was considered too public in the event neighbors were to pop in, and the event servers would be using some of the kitchen and downstairs bath facility. The large tent used for Joyce's surprise birthday visit was repeated as were the general food offerings, bar services and outside porta potties, pool seating, lounge chairs, etc.
Friday arrived as did the event people as their vans began delivering and leaving, arriving and going, parking and then disappearing in an endless stream. The guests were to arrive at 6 for drinks and then remain. David and Jackson had extended their home for any overflow activity or sleeping, but we figured we could really handle it In-House. Street and driveway parking problems were minimized. Juan, Rodrigo and Miguel rode together. Ben picked up Leroy and Little Joey. Jesus and Gregorio drove their own vehicles. Joe rode with Bob. David and Jackson walked across the street and the 3 of us were at home. As the kick-off hour approached, Ben was a nervous wreck, teased by Leroy and Little Joey and yet eager for Bob and Joe's arrival. As the party hour began, Brad as host, welcomed everyone, assured them of a fun weekend ahead, urged all to call on he, Ben and Jack for any needed items or help, then offered a toast of congratulations and well wishes to Bob (applause followed), AND had one personal note to announce if everyone would allow one indulgence. He pulled a small box from his shirt pocket and faced Jack, who stood stunned at being called into the spotlight, so to speak, at which time Brad asked Jack to marry him and presented a simple tungsten and black metal ring. Jack was speechless, but nodded affirmative and hugged the man who'd changed his life and given him a sense of self-respect and dignity. Applause loomed again across the backyard. Brad went on to admit that he hoped Jack would say yes as, he'd already booked the last weekend of the month for his sister Joyce to act as house sitter, whom he had phoned earlier to announce his wedding plans to Jack and asked if she could house sit that weekend while they were on their honeymoon to Paris. Ben was stunned that they'd overlooked him and his face was blank. Brad then added, oh Ben we didn't overlook you, as Jack pulled a large envelope from under the napkin before them, you'll be in San Diego getting your lights fucked out by Bob, with this round trip ticket and all-expense paid, weekend at the Sheraton San Diego and again more applause filled the yard. With that the music came alive, the party lights in the backyard came on and servers opened the buffet line.
The matches formed soon after the meal service was slowed down, with Ben, Jackson, Joe, and Bob going to Ben's room; Jesus, David and Gregorio to Jack's room; Miguel, Juan and Rodrigo to the office; and Brad, Jack, Leroy and Little Joey (woefully misnamed) to the master bedroom for the first hours of orgy play. The event servers and bartenders cleared out by 9 after the first orgy shift came to an end. Jack shut off the music and backyard lights before moving from the master bedroom event stage to Ben's room with he, Leroy and Joey tapping Ben and Jackson's already well fucked asses. Juan and Rodrigo replaced Gregorio and began tagging Jesus and David; Gregorio tapped Miguel's insatiable butt; and Joe and Bob began a serious 3 way with Brad for round two of the orgy. The night orgy concluded a second session about midnight with the bottoms craving more protein and the top men equally ready for more action. After a wrap up, all sought some ZZZZZZZZZZs and were ready for more action as the sun rose over the bay Saturday. The servers arrived at 8 and the bleary-eyed but sexual acrobats emerged from their various quarters for meal, a swim, refresh and more sex. While the servers and bartenders were aware of the goings on, they could not participate while on duty. Brad ensured 1) all were sufficiently tipped in addition to the invoice gratuity AND 2) some were invited and returned, after their shifts ended, to participate. The affair continued Saturday, into Saturday night and through mid-day Sunday before the party began to ramp down and guests began to leave. It seemed the bottoms had routinely sought the buoyancy of the pool while the tops sought the muscle-relaxing hot showers. All the bottoms were well-sued and the tops all satisfied. Bob and Joe thanked Brad, Jack and Ben for Bob's send off. The other guests offered equal thanks to the hosts for a great weekend and wondered when the next orgy might get planned?
Four weeks later, Brad officially designated his attorney operations manager during his honeymoon. Late that last Thursday of September, Joyce waved them goodbye as Ben, Jack and Brad took a limo from 6073 Edgewater Drive to the airport. Ben would head west to San Diego and Brad and Jack would fly east, first to Houston and then on to Paris for 5 days. They would stay in a small studio in the Marais and Brad would show Jack, all of Paris and more......
THE END