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Entering the Chapel 2 cajuncock
The first three weeks after out opening were very successful. We had 100% of the rooms filled. Our policy of a 3 night minimum proved enticing for many weekend travelers from the city. Even guests from as far away as Vienna and Berlin would come for 4 nights. The reservations from abroad and the rest of Europe guarantee a few good months ahead. I'd decided that we'd keep an additional 2 rooms prepared for our academic scholars. Usually one or two would come to inspect Greg's work progress for a day or two. Access to the chapel was restricted to very few. Most of the scholars were very interested the manuscripts in the library.
A large number of our gay guests were there to enjoy the pleasant weather near the end of April. The staff of 4 young men were kept busy taking care of their needs. I'd had a strict policy on prostitution. Tips were allowed to the staff but they could not demand a sum for their services. It turned out well since many of the guests were generous with their tips. Jan had insisted on well trained and handsome young men. I found myself often watching them as they worked with out guests. Jan and I often shared our time with the guests. A few even managed to be invited to share our beds. Jan's handsome physic and outgoing manner would put anyone at ease. My own reserved personality seemed to attract the more curious guests.
Going into May the weather turned warmer making the guests utilize the outdoor pool. I decided at that point to install some exercise equipment on the first lower level. It would be for the use of guests and staff. To encourage use of the mini-gym, I had a four person sauna and a large shower included in the facility. It proved useful late at night. Some evenings I noticed towel draped guests going down to the mini-gym, often followed by one or two staff members. I never asked about what went on there.
Jan and Greg both became frequent visitors to my quarters at night. My bed was warmed by their lustful bodies. Some nights all three of us would share the evening together. They were different in both appearance and sexual needs. Jan, more aggressive and with a stamina unmatched by many men, would slip into bed late at night. He'd quickly managed to enflame my body. His aggressive sexual drive would fill my need. Greg was a more tender lover. He'd seduce me over supper with his lustful stares and witty comments. He preferred a slow, sensual approach to making love. Both were well equipped for the task. Being young they only needed a brief recharge time. When the three of us were together at night, Jan and Greg would take turns on my body. It seemed that while one was making love to me, the other one was recharging. Most nights the three of us had constant hard cocks that lasted for hours. I'd often awake between the two and admire their morning erections. Of course, this would only result in one, last session before work started. We would usually be bareback since our sexual energies were focused only on a very limited circle. I insisted that all seven of the staff and the three of us have regular screenings. No one objected. I set an example by being screened at the same time. With guests I insisted that protection be used.
June brought the summer crowd, mainly from the UK and US. The European and foreign visitors stayed for a week or two each. We had to plan for fewer changes during that time. The original staff of 3 was soon increased to 7 for the "season". That worked out to about one staff member for every two guests. I did notice that some of the long stay guests had developed a preference for certain members of the staff. I supposed that it had to do with languages and not sexual needs. I arranged schedules so that some of the staff were free for a few hours at different times of the day. When free the staff often mingled with the guests in the mini-gym or at the pool. The pool was situated so that there was a maximum of privacy. But I could observe the entire area from my bedroom windows in the tower.
Greg's work continued during the summer. He's often have faculty from the university visiting for a day or two to check his progress. By mid summer the restricted areas of the estate were fewer due to the progress made on restoration. Some of the visiting academics would hold sessions with the guests in the evenings to explain their work and the history of the area and the building. Over time they set up a display of the materials found here. The more erotic parts had full explanations of their ritual uses. This seemed to attract the more curious. Some of the guests and willing staff would demonstrate the use of the phallic ritual instruments for the amusement of us all.
One particular pair of guests did attract my attention. One man, an older gentleman in his late 30s and his younger friend, about 20. They seemed particularly interested in the display and demonstrations. I had to explain the nature of the ancient cult of phallic worship to them. The more I explained ,the more questions they seemed to have. Finally one night over a few bottles of local wine, they made a proposition to Jan and me. It seemed that they were movie makers of some sort. The younger man was a writer who'd developed a script of a gay themed, short films. It revolved around a phallic worship ceremony. They proposed that our place would be he perfect location for a gay film project.
Listening to the proposal, I noticed that Jan had a particular interest in the young screen writer. His interest was very evident by the look of the bulge in his pants. We all decided to sleep on the idea for a few days. Later that night Jan came to my room. He was dressed in the usual light robe. As he used his key to open the bedroom door, I stirred in my bed. The dim light from a small lamp illuminated his tall body. But also it illuminated another figure- the young screen writer, clad in his skimpy underwear. Jan pulled him into the room, locking the door behind them. I was not prepared for this! I sat up. covering my naked lower body.
jan pulled the young man to my bed. The lustful grin on Jan's face spoke louder than any words. "We're here to discuss some ideas for a possible film>" he explained. The young man, Fritz, shyly began to tell me of his plot idea. As he spoke he moved up on the bed. Jan was not far behind him, his robe now opened to reveal his large, uncut erection. I noticed that Jan had his hands around the waist of Fritz's briefs. As hefelt Jan's hands, Fritz gave a sudden jolt. I could just barely see Jan's hand slip into the briefs. The boy's blush told me the whole story. I motioned for him to come closer. As he crawled on the bed towards me his underwear slipped further down his hips to his knees. His not so small cock pushed out into the open. The trimmed pubs surrounded his cock and balls, now swinging free below the cock. Jan's hands were busy pulled the underwear free of the boy's legs. Rising to his knees Jan towered over the smaller man. His rampant cock pointing up to the ceiling.
By now my own tool had raised a tent in the covers. I saw Jan's hands resting on Fritz's hips. Silence only broken by the heavy breathing of the three sexually excited men filled my bedroom. The tented sheet on my body soon disappeared to expose my own hard cock. Jan's hands moved to the young man's shoulders pushing him down towards my cock. Jan nudged him forward by pressing his erection against Fritz's exposed hole. With a sudden nudge, Jan entered the boy. This forced his mouth onto my cock. He hungrily swallowed me to the root. I felt Jan's steady pounding set the pace for our sexual adventure. All pretext of explaining the film project had been abandoned in favor of exploring the real time delights. With both men having amazing stamina our encountered lasted well into the night.
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