The week that Mae was in the city went by pretty quick. Linda made the room next to Drew's ready for Mae and her ol' man, as she called him. Drew and Linda worked with Monica on a couple photo shoots, down by the river, which was cool. The weather was perfect and the new girls were pretty damn cute. One of the girls, Heather, was tall, with short blond hair, big blue eyes and built like a brick shit-house. She had the finest pair of boobs Drew had seen in quite some time. Poor girl was as dumb as a post, though. Just the way Monica liked 'em. The other girl, Janet, was a little more petite, with longer dark hair and a bit more reserved. She too had a gorgeous body. Monica new how to pick 'em.
Monica got paid for some photos, so she had some cash on hand, which meant that it was payday for Linda and Drew too. It also meant it was time for a celebration. Drew had a couple of guys from his band over. They brought their guitars and provided some tunes. Monica had a few of her friends from the city out. Linda invited a few college girls. There were several of Monica's "models" and there were some people that nobody seemed to know.
They had a huge cook out. There was plenty to eat, plenty to drink, plenty to smoke and snort and pills for all your ills. Mae could not have picked a better to arrive. Mae rolled in with the legendary Ryan just in time for supper.
Linda and Drew spotted Mae and Ryan, across the yard, at about the same time. Drew's eyes locked on Mae right away, in her bell bottoms and her tight little t-shirt. His heart skipped a beat. He had missed her and was so glad to see her. Drew's eyes then shifted to Ryan. He seemed tall standing next to Mae, with her arm around his waist, but he was of average height, and build, with shoulder length, wavy brown hair and big brown eyes.
Ryan had a relaxed and confident air about him. Drew could sense it from across the yard. He carried himself well. He wore some sort of peasant shirt from Bolivia, or some South American country, faded, bell bottomed jeans, and boots. He had a buckskin jacket over his shoulder and he carried a duffel bag and a guitar case. He was obviously here to stay for a while.
Linda shouted when she saw Mae and ran across the lawn to greet them. Drew followed close behind. By the time he got there, the girls had hugged and kissed and Linda had been introduced to Ryan. Mae ran to Drew as he approached, threw her arms around him and kissed his lips. "I've missed you!" she whispered.
"I've missed you too."
"Come meet Ryan!" Mae took Drew by the hand and dragged him to where Ryan stood. Drew couldn't help but notice that Linda was staring at Ryan as he looked around the yard at all the people and the house.
As Drew approached, he could see why Linda was captivated. Ryan was a good lookin' guy. His features were rather soft, but not feminine. He had big, soft, brown eyes, with long eye lashes. His skin was smooth, tanned and unblemished. The ditzy little blonde , Heather, referred to him as "dreamy". Monica made a point to keep those two separated. Monica had just begun with little Heather.
"The legendary Ryan, I presume," Drew said, extending his hand. They grasped one another's hands, firmly.
"I don't believe I've heard the legend," said Ryan glancing at Mae. Mae just shrugged.
"Legend has it that you are one cool fuckin' dude," Drew said.
"Hope I can live up to the legend," Ryan said glancing at Mae who was grinning sheepishly. "You must be Drew."
"OK, then," Drew said, "If you insist." Ryan just looked at him with a wry little smile that told him he got the joke, but wasn't overly amused. Drew heard Mae chuckle, but Linda didn't get it.
"I'm sorry guys," Mae piped in, "Ryan, Drew. Drew, Ryan."
Ryan slapped Drew's shoulder and said, "Good to meet ya', man. I've heard a lot about ya."
"And I've heard you are one cool fuckin' dude."
"That seems to be the rumor," said Ryan.
"Is it rumor," Drew asked, "Or is it legend? Only time will tell."
"And time loves a hero," They guys laughed.
Linda asked, "Is anyone hungry?"
Ryan replied, "I could eat the crouch out of a rag-doll!"
"Sorry, dude," Drew said, "We're fresh out of crotch-o-rag-doll, but we'll see if we can scrape up somethin' else for ya'!" They all laughed that time, and headed for the table.
They had a great night. They ate, they drank, they smoked , they danced and sang and laughed and joked. They carried on until dark, when some of the folks left and the rest of them moved indoors and partied some more. After mid-night. Linda and Drew took Mae and Ryan up to their room. Ryan stowed his gear and joined them, in Drew and Linda's room for a night-cap.
Ryan brought out his guitar and the guys sang a few more songs and had another drink or two. Ryan and Drew were sitting on the floor singing as the girls sat on the bed talking. It wasn't long before the girls started to kiss. Ryan played his guitar and the guys sang and watched their girlfriends make out. The girls started to undress each other and the guys sang on. Within a few minutes the girls were naked and really getting it on. The guys had stopped singing and the chords from Ryan's guitar trickled to a halt. Drew muttered, "If music be the food of love..." And Ryan struck up a Flamenco piece on his guitar.
It was perfect. The girls really got into it. They were fired up. Drew moved up into his big chair and Ryan kept playing. It was beautiful, watching those two lovely creatures kiss and caress each other, in the candle light. There was so much passion between them. They were truly, making love. Drew wondered if maybe Linda loved Mae as much as he did. 'Did Linda love Mae as much as he did.' he wondered, ' Did he love Mae as much as Ryan did.' He wanted to make love to Mae so much that it hurt.
Drew wanted to snatch Mae away from Linda, pull her into his big, soft chair and make mad, passionate love to her as Linda and Ryan looked on. He wanted to join his two beautiful, little lovers, but he couldn't move. He wondered if it was because Ryan was there. What ever was the case, he just couldn't move.
Ryan's Flamenco piece reached a fiery crescendo and his guitar fell silent. The only sounds in the room was their breathing. It was as if time stood still. Mae slowly withdrew from her sweating, panting little lover and moved to the edge of the bed and sat there, her smooth, sweating, alabaster skin glistening, her breasts heaving as she caught her breath. She stared at Ryan and he stared at her. Drew knew that they were reading each other's minds and he wished that he could listen in.
Ryan laid his guitar aside, took off his boots and stood up. He moved slowly toward the bed with his eyes locked onto Mae's. He pulled off his shirt and cast it aside. He took another step toward the bed.
Drew looked at Linda. She was on her belly, inching closer and closer to Mae. He looked back up at Ryan and he was right in front of Mae. Mae slowly unbuttoned his jeans and they fell to the floor. Ryan stepped out of the them and kicked them aside. He wore nothing underneath.
Ryan stood there in front of Mae and they all held our breath. He was magnificent. He was not big or muscular, but every one of his muscles her perfectly toned and well defined. His body was perfectly proportioned. He was the perfect male specimen. He was Michelangelo's "David" in the flesh. Drew was truly astounded. He had never felt that way about a guy before. Drew wanted him. He wanted to be Ryan, to feel Ryan, to taste Ryan. He felt privileged to be in Ryan's presents. He was in awe.
Drew looked at Linda. She too was in awe. Her mouth was open and her eyes were wide. Drew watched her look up at Ryan's face. He smiled down on her and she seemed to melt. Then her eyes trailed down to his hard cock, that stood out, just inches from Mae's face. When Linda's eyes found Ryan's cock, her eyes got even wider. Just like every other part of him, his cock was perfect too. It wasn't large. It was actually slightly smaller than average, but it was perfectly proportioned to his body, and perfect in shape and form.
Drew watched as Ryan ran his fingers through Mae's shiny, jet-black hair. She leaned forward and placed her lips against the tip of Ryan's dick. His cock twitched and he drew a quick breath. Mae's tongue snaked out from between her lips and swirled around the head of Ryan's cock. He drew a long deep, ragged breath as Mae parted her lovely lips and pulled the head of his cock into her mouth. Drew could hear Ryan's breaths coming faster and deeper. He could hear his Linda's breaths quickening as well, as she inched herself closer and closer to Ryan's perfect cock.
