Date: Wed, 26 Mar 2003 09:16:12 -0500
From: Jeff Allen <jeff_allen15@hotmail.com>
Subject: Re: "Love of a Lifetime" Part 40

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Note: I owe a special thanks to Robb for doing the final proofreading and
catching all those silly little errors that I missed.

LOVE OF A LIFETIME


PART 40

     It was dark and the snow was coming down hard by the time all of our
group gathered at the ski lodge.  Poor David took some unmerciful ribbing
about the fresh cut above his eye.  Ever since twisting his ankle two years
before, the poor guy had been the butt of lots of jokes and kidding about
his athletic grace.  This latest incident just ensured him more verbal
grief from the rest of us.

     Andy and I had cooking duty that night so we headed off to the grocery
store to get supplies for the evening meal, snacks, and the next day's
breakfast.  With sixteen young men eating at the cabin, it was almost
impossible to keep the pantry stocked.  David rode along with us.  He told
everyone it was to escape the kidding about his latest injury, but he
really wanted to talk to us about young Dr.  Adam Hawkman.  The lad had
certainly been struck by Cupid's arrow.

     I'd decided to fix a stew and biscuits for dinner.  We got meat,
potatoes, carrots, celery, canned tomatoes, self-rising flour, milk, eggs,
and almost every bag of chips and other muchies that were still left on the
shelves.  The radio was warning of a heavy snowfall through the night.
Both Andy and I realized we all might be stuck at the cabin the next day so
we got enough to have leftover stew for lunch.  Since Jamal, Mark, Doc, and
Matt were in charge of the liquid refreshments for the evening we bypassed
the beer and wine aisles.

     We loaded everything into the back of our 4Runner and headed for home.
The roads already had a couple of inches of new snow.  It was coming down
hard making it difficult to see too far in front of the truck.  About a
mile before our turn off the main road onto the road to the cabin we came
up behind an older model Acura sedan with a set of skis in a rack on the
roof.

     David was leaning forward from the back seat between Andy and me.
"Man, this snow is really coming down.  I hope that guy ahead of us doesn't
have far to go.  I'd hate to have to drive anywhere on a night like this."

     I chuckled.  "Yeah, even the ski areas don't like this kind of
weather.  It makes it too hard for folks to drive to the slopes.  ANDY!
BRAKES!"

     I saw the brake lights of the Acura light up as the dark form of a
deer showed up in the Acura's headlights.  Andy was far enough back that he
was able to ease off on the gas pedal as the Acura went into a spin and off
the road.

     "Shit!  That scared me.  I didn't think deer would be out on a night
like this."  Andy eased our SUV over to the side of the road and set the
emergency flashers.

     We ran back to the Acura.  It had gone well off the road, and it's
headlights were pointing into the woods.

     "That guy's not getting that thing out of there tonight.  This snow is
really slick."

     The driver's door opened on the Acura and a tall form emerged from
behind the wheel.

     When we arrived at the back end of the snowbound car I recognized the
driver.  So did David, and it stopped him dead in his tracks.

     "Dr. Hawkman, are you all right?"

     I saw looks of recognition and relief flash across his face before he
answered.  "Yeah, I'm fine.  That damn deer just came right out of the
woods in front of me.  Guess I was lucky I ended up in the ditch instead of
with a bunch of venison coming through my windshield.  Looks like this is
our day for accidents in the snow."

     He took his glove off and extended his hand.  I shook it and
introduced him to Andy.  As Andy let go of Hawkman's hand David took it.
They shook.  Something unspoken passed between them as they shook hands and
looked into the other's face.  Neither David nor Adam said anything, but
they didn't let go of the other's hand either.

     Finally Adam released David's hand.  "This is a real mess.  I was on
my way back to Asheville.  I'd planned on staying another day to use the
free lift tickets I got for manning the first aid station, but I got
concerned with the weather report, and decided to try to beat the storm.
Can you guys give me a ride back into town so I can try to get a room for
the night?"

     I looked over at Andy.  He knew who Hawkman was.  After all, David had
been talking about him all through our grocery shopping tour.  Andy gave me
a slight nod with his head and then turned to our stranded friend.  "Dr.
Hawkman, I don't think you're going to find a room anywhere around here
tonight.  This is peak ski season, and all the motels will be booked."

     "Yeah.  You're probably right.  When I checked out of my room early,
the motel didn't even charge me for the extra day.  They said they had
someone sitting in the lobby waiting for a room to open up.  Looks like I
may be up the creek without a paddle tonight."

     "Our place is just up the road a bit.  There's sixteen guys staying
there right now so one more won't make any difference.  You're welcome to
spend the night with us.  We can help you get your car out of here in the
morning so you won't have to call a tow truck."

     "That's really nice of you to offer.  I think I'd better take you up
on it."

     David finally found his voice.  "There is one thing you need to know,
and it might make you change your mind about staying with us."

     "What's that?"

     "Of the sixteen of us in the house, fourteen are gay, one's straight,
and one's bisexual."

     The big man's posture stiffened slightly, and his eyes narrowed as he
responded.  "I appreciate your honesty.  Just so I know, which category are
you in?"

     "I'm the bisexual."

     Hawkman's shoulders relaxed, and a smile spread across his face.
"Again, I appreciate your honesty.  I'd be happy to accept your offer, and
it won't be a problem for me.  Your house count is now FIFTEEN gay guys."

     No one said anything for a second, and then we all broke out laughing.

     Andy clapped the taller man on the back.  "Welcome, brother.  Let's
move your stuff out of your car and into ours.  I want to get out of this
weather."

                       **********

     When we all tumbled in the door of the cabin, most of the guys had
already taken showers and were standing or sitting around in their boxers
or briefs.  Justin and Brian, being without any shame or modesty, were
naked.

     "Butch it up, girls!  We've got company!" David shouted as we stamped
our feet and shook the snow off our jackets.

     No one moved.  No one made a sound.  We were met by surprised looks
and open mouths.  If only I'd had a camera!

     "Hawk?"  Jamal and Matt spoke at the same time

     "Jamal!  Matt!  I'll be damned."

     The three of them met in the center of the room and exchanged
handshakes and hugs.

     Now it was our turn to look surprised.

     David stammered, "You...you already know these guys?"

     Matt grinned.  "Sure.  Hawk was a year ahead of us on the football
team at Adams State.  He was one of the best middle linebackers the team
ever had."

     Hawk, Jamal, and Matt began to talk rapidly among themselves trying to
catch up.  David looked crestfallen as his plans for getting to know the
hunky doctor better seemed to go up in smoke.

     As the three former teammates entertained the rest of the crowd with
stories of former gridiron glories, Andy and I started putting the stew
together in the kitchen.  David joined us.

     He wasn't in a good mood.

     "At least everyone's forgotten about my 'little accident' on the
slopes.  I should be happy for that."

     Andy put down the knife he was using to cut up the carrots.

     "David, come here."

     "What?"

     "Just come here."

     David moved closer, and Andy drew him into a hug.

     "Bro, you are acting like a spoiled brat.  Those guys haven't seen
each other in about five or six years.  Let them catch up.  The doctor's
interested in you.  I can see it.  And damn sure you're interested in him.
Just back off and give it a chance.  It'll happen."  He paused.  "Besides,
you don't want the man to get the impression that you're as easy as we all
know you are."

     David broke the hug and slapped Andy on the arm.  "You shit!  I
thought you loved me."  He was smiling when he said that.

     Andy smiled back.  "We do love you, babe.  That's why we give you such
a hard time.  Now get out of my kitchen."

     David reached into the refrigerator, grabbed two cans of beer, and
headed into the living room.  I watched as he handed one of the beers to
Adam Hawkman.  The big man beamed at David as he accepted the beer.  He
moved over a little on the couch, and David sat down next to him.

     David looked back at me and winked.

                       **********

     After dinner, Jamal and Sergei announced that the sauna tent was ready
for another night of hot/cold torture.  Everybody stripped down and ran
through the snow to the warmth of the sauna.  I was curious to see what
Adam Hawkman looked like without all those clothes.  I know David was
curious about that too.

     Neither of us was disappointed.

     Adam was in between Jamal's six foot six and DeShaun's six foot three.
Like the two other big men, he was solidly muscled and probably weighed
about 210 pounds.  His upper body was almost hairless, not even a treasure
trail leading down to his dense jet black pubic hair.  His thick cut cock
stretched out to about six or seven inches in the heat of the sauna.  I
wondered what it would be when it was hard!  His balls were large and hung
down nearly as far as the tip of his cock.  He had some sparse black hairs
on his thighs and lower legs.  He didn't appear to have any hair on his
ass, but he did have a large oval birth mark about two inches long on his
right ass cheek.  He had released his hair from the pony tail before going
into the sauna.  It was thick, black, and hung straight down his back and
chest reaching almost to his reddish brown half dollar sized nipples.

     Jamal and Matt didn't seem to pay much attention to Adam's body.  I
guess they had seen it lots of times in the team showers.  The rest of us
were fascinated by the big man, and David was mesmerized.  He sat slightly
across from Adam on the make shift benches making nearly constant eye
contact with him.  David's interest was evident not only in his eyes but
also in the semi erect state of his prick.  While it wasn't standing
upright yet, the head was almost completely out from the shelter of his
foreskin.  After living with Justin for three years and seeing his dick in
every possible state and after having bedded both Brian and David, I knew
that when the Barnes Brothers started to look like they were circumcised,
they were only a couple of heartbeats away from a full blown erection.
Poor David must have been keeping his little soldier under control with
sheer will power.

     Adam must have noticed David's state of semi arousal because his
already substantial member started to grow.  Did you know that hard ons are
catching?  Within a matter of minutes all of us were completely erect.

     Sergei stood, his six inch dick jutting straight out from his body
parallel to the floor.  Unlike the Barnes boys, the head of his penis
stayed mostly covered with foreskin even in the erect state.  He walked
over to the door of the tent, reached outside and produced two bottles of
schnapps that had been chilling in the snow.  The bottles made their way
around the group a couple of times before we all rushed out into the snow
storm for the second part of the Russian/Finnish temperature torture
routine.

     By the time we came back into the sauna tent, all the hard ons were
gone.

     I think the attraction between David and Adam was apparent to all.
  Back in the sauna tent, everyone positioned themselves on the benches so
that there was a space for David right next to Adam.  They leaned toward
one another and talked ignoring everyone else around them.

     We did a couple more rounds of schnapps followed by more of the "go
jump in the snow and watch your dick shrivel to nothing" foolishness before
returning to the cabin and turning in for the evening.  Justin slept with
Andy and me to let Adam have a sleeping bag.  I heard Adam and David
talking in whispered tones long after most of the rest of the guys had gone
to sleep.

     The next morning David and Adam were still in their separate sleeping
bags, but Adam was spooned against David's back with his arm across David's
shoulders.

     After breakfast and everyone's showers with luke warm water (Andy and
I resolved to have a gigantic water heater installed before the next New
Years Ski Party) we loaded into the vehicles and helped Adam get his car
back on the road.  With sixteen guys and Jamal's big Suburban that task
didn't take too long.

     Adam thanked all of us for the hospitality.  He exchanged phone
numbers and email addresses with Jamal and Matt with promises to keep in
touch.
  Our guys climbed into the vehicles to head for the slopes for our last
day of skiing.  David, Andy, and I held back as the rest of them left.
David and Adam were still talking beside Adam's car.

After several minutes we saw them hug each other, then Adam climbed into
his car and drove off.  David joined us in our 4Runner, and we headed for
the slopes.

     David was in a really great mood the rest of the time at the cabin.

(To be continued)