Date: Wed, 21 Aug 2013 21:56:51 -0400
From: Blonde Mountaineer <blondeallover@hotmail.com>
Subject: Brotherly Love - part 5

		       Brothers In Love – Part 5
				    by
			 blondeallover@hotmail.com


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This is a fictional account of coming of age and youthful sexual
explorations. The content includes sexual coercion and anal assault.  The
content includes incestuous explicit attractions and sexual conduct between
sibling males and other explicit renditions of same sex sexual activity
between males.  There are renditions of other explicit sexual activity
between minors with the logistical support from their peers.  Other family
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: This fictional account of young awakenings was inspired by
Internet forums with postings by young males revealing deep attractions to
their brothers, seeking the readers opinion about the pursuits of
partnership with brothers in love and sexual bonding.

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"Just because you're the parents doesn't mean you're always right."
Tearful 12 year old Eva was reacting defensively to the disappointment and
even sense of betrayal that was the response by her parents to her older
brothers 'coming out' the day after Christmas that year.  The older boys
who were mostly subdued into silence with some feelings of contrition were
astounded that their kid sister obstinately and insistently conjured the
best spin on their conduct of the preceding several years.  Even Genie
contradicted her parents.


Daddy was stern and gruff in his outrage to what was being posited to him.
"Young lady, you seem to forget that athletic people were guests in our
house who deceptively sought and would continue to seek completely
inappropriate relations with Gerald, with both your brothers.  We hope
someday you will be a mother. Then you will appreciate our disapproval with
what has happened."  "What kind of inappropriate relations did you secretly
hound dog for before you ever met Mom?  It is only because Gerald and Mikey
like boys that it seems so terrible to you.  We got something back from
Rick and Debby for their love of the boys, They came to this house and
brought interesting and fun times with them.  I still think they are my
friends.  I want to always love them."



Mom saw that Daddy was starting to turn red-faced and quickly changed the
subject.  "Eva dear, your brothers always knew we would be sympathetic if
it turned out they had these feelings of attraction.  We could have
arranged constructive social support for them, like through the local LGTB
young people activities."



"How do you know that would have worked?  What would have kids have thought
of them if they knew at Middle School and High School?"



Mikey spoke for the first time in several minutes but in a calm and almost
indifferent tone. "Mom, Eva has a point.  You remember the boy 6 or 7 years
ago at the beach who nearly drowned by the rocks where the dunes come down
but the sandy beach has already ended.  His name is Jaime Dreidel and he
had been a soccer star at Middle School about my first year at the High
School.  Well it wasn't on the TV news, but only buried in an article in
the paper that when lifeguards and rescuers finally got to him he was
naked.  Now that seems awfully strange for someone who was declared to be
victim to a near drowning accidentally.



"At first, some friends were talking that something had happened where
Jaime might have tried to commit suicide, but 2 girls and a couple of other
guys swore that some older boys were seen giving Jaime a hard time down
there.  The scuttlebutt came down that it turned out that Jaime was gay and
his parents had quietly enrolled him in an LGTB support group up at the
boardwalk resort somewhere. . . .  Just like anybody, you have to
understand there are differences of opinion in the queer community as much
as or more than anywhere else.  In one or 2 sessions, the kid probably ran
his mouth in a way that offended some others in the group.


"They knew what to do to get Jaime in a lot of trouble.  That afternoon he
probably thought he was tough and fast enough to get away from the cowards
who were ganging up on him.  Only problem was that a couple of boys spread
out far enough that they were able to trip him up enough to pull down his
swim trunks and make sure he was not going to get them back, They were just
toying with him at this point.  But that was the moment he was truly fu. .
done for, Thanks to our completely messed up, up tight, retarded hang ups
about social modesty, Jaime figured he was going to have cope with this
cluster of assailing assholes in water, belly button deep, or even more.



"He didn't have a chance and he is lucky to be alive.  As it is, because he
suffered brain damage he is a gimp who has to spend an hour each time just
to get into and out of a car.

There was enough evidence and witnesses for police to investigate.  But all
parents should know why police don't investigate when anyone like Jaime is
killed or nearly so."


His father scoffed.  "That is overblown.  The Dreidels would have gone to
the police and courts and insisted that they investigate."



"Where do you think we live?  This all-American beach community isn't what
you think it is.  First, the police and even the local press would have
ignored them.  But if they hadn't, that is when their troubles would have
really taken off.  Once folks would have learned why those thugs ganged up
on Jaime in the first place that summer afternoon, they wouldn't have been
able to take him anywhere.  The Dreidels know that full well.  It is either
sell , get out, and camp out at the state Attn'y General's office or just
let sleeping dogs lie."



Eva was crying nearly in a fury.  "Gerald and Mikey could have made a
mistake and kids could have found out who they are.  I could have made a
mistake and they could have been found out.  I would have begged for their
forgiveness and I would still be kicking boys in the balls and kicking
girls into their cunts who make an issue of it.  But if you had made that
kind of mistake that Mr. and Mrs. Dreidel did that could have gotten Gerald
and Mike into trouble with other kids, I wouldn't be able to live here
anymore.  I would run away because I wouldn't be able to look Mom or Daddy
in the face."  She ran upstairs to her bedroom bawling. They had to coax
her to come down the next morning.




Just before New Year's, Mom and Daddy were in their bedroom.  He had just
taken his shower and was dressing to go out to help her shop for the New
Year's meals.  "I have something to say to you Dad and I have been thinking
just how I am going to say it."



He sensed what the topic would be.  "Don't worry Mommy.  Soon, what is past
is past.  The boys will learn from their mistakes."



"Well I am not so sure they made as many mistakes as we thought the other
night.  It was not really until that night that it started to dawn on me
that so many people would think that I have given birth to a couple of
'niggers' and that we have let them live here unpunished ~.
 especially those dreadful people in some of the churches."



"Oh Edna!"


"Now I am serious.  I am not sure even Jake Redmountain knows just how
Herculean the struggles are for young people like our boys.  I am beginning
to think they did a better job fending for themselves, secret even from us.
I am ashamed to say I don't think we would have appreciated the real danger
our boys were confronting, Daddy.  Their circumstances have changed and
they are so much safer now than functioning as youngsters in what we
thought was our idyllic community.  From a practical standpoint, this may
have been the best time for them to come out to us."


"Now I am not saying he was entirely mistaken Mommy, but I think you were
taken in by Mikey's account of the Dreidel misfortune."



Mom snapped back.  "Really, Dad?  I think Mikey may have toned down what
really happened for our benefit.  By the way, I think that little
rapscallion of a daughter we have, Evangeline Lincombe is smarter than her
parents.  Sometimes I think we forget that we are the adults here.  The
failures of our children and their friends preferably should always be more
serious than their parents.  Whatever the mistakes our boys' friends have
made, probably for acceding to the demands of their hormones, they have
helped protect our children to survive.  When people really give themselves
a chance to know our children, they love them.



"We often have spoken about the challenges our children confront in life
and how especially our boys can surmount them quite spectacularly if they
want to.  I think both the boys triumphed over what may have been the
biggest challenge of their lifetimes just by surviving growing up here."


Daddy glared at her.  "Oh I don't mean here in this house.  No, the love
and support in this house was critical to their success in this respect.  I
mean in this community with its, . . with its, overly conservative outlook
~ the way it is not especially tolerant of the unconventional and
nonconformist.  . . .  Who am I kidding?  The way it is flat out prejudiced
against people like our sons, especially Gerald.  That was a challenge.
They survived with the help of friends who have loved them that Eva
mentioned.  Along with Carlotta and maybe a couple of others, they more
than loved and protected them, they helped provide them with a fun and
satisfying quality of life under difficult circumstances.



"I am with Eva on this.  We should be thankful for them. I am going to the
boys before the New Year and tell them we have changed our minds.
 All those people are welcome in this house and you and I look forward to
meeting with them again."



Daddy opened his mouth in genuine retort but was instantly cut off.  "I've
made up my mind on this.  You are going to come around to my way of
thinking, you always do.  You're always dawdling.  Finish getting dressed
and let us get to the supermarket.  We don't have all night."




 * * * * * * * * *



Gerald went to college to study mathematics and minor in music.  At one
time he had played 3 different instruments for glee club orchestra in High
School.  He had a knack for learning how to play wind and keyboards very
quickly.  Mikey marveled how he almost never needed to practice.
 For his 20th birthday his parents bought him an expensively crafted
Spanish guitar.  He was a good student until his ease at grasping equations
and complex computations reached the limits of his talent in advanced
calculus.  He struggled so much in his senior year, he began to regret his
chosen major.


He was a handsome and natural leader for campus LGTB.  By the 2nd semester
of his sophomore year, he was chapter president and would remain so for the
rest of undergraduate life.  The influence of Eva, Debby, and Carlotta led
him to a very touchy-feely affectionate disposition and he was popular with
both str8 coeds and lesbians.  He was good at consoling females in a
variety of crises and would even escort them to the campus infirmiry for
the treatment of menstrual disorders.  Sex was not hot but satisfying with
mutual hand jobs, seldom oral.  'Pucker play' was usually limited to lubed
finger massage at anal openings.  Occasionally some gay students would
partner as full-fledged committed lovers, enjoying the gamut of hot and
intense physical sex, but this never happened for Gerald.  He missed his
brother.



A big success was when he was able to reach an unofficial agreement with
campus P.E. and some team captains to make the weight lifting and aerobics
room a primarily LGTB friendly activity center on Sunday evenings, the
premises closing at least an hour later than had been the case previously.
Flirting naked in the locker room had never been so popular, sometimes with
cocks at full salute.  Jocks would start to show up to taunt the gay men in
the locker room , but Gerald knew how to make discrete anonymous phone
calls to campus security and the problem was squelched quickly.  Gay
students started to frequent the pool lanes nude.  Coeds would show up to
enjoy the view.  Gay men, professors, guests, would find this was the most
fun time to socialize with women they were friendly with.  But school
administration soon had the pool closed shortly after 1:00 PM on Sundays.



There was one good looking taller student with black hair and eyes clashed
by fair skin.  He and Gerald would sleep nude together and spoon each other
through the night.  Gerald knew he would have liked to have enjoyed a
committed relationship with him.  He was one of the few to whom he admitted
that he was in love with his brother.  They roomed together with 2 other
gay students in their senior year at a cheap overcrowded apartment.  He
wept when he and Gerald parted company at graduation.



In his last year, Gerald was so absorbed in the effort to do well in all
his classes, he did not take time to prepare for the GREs in preparation
for graduate school.  He was unable to graduate "cum laude" although he
came close.  He hoped maybe he could start the following January, if Daddy
could raise the tuition money.  Eva was pleased and excited he would be
moving back to the familiar bedroom.




Eva was almost 16 when Gerald moved back home.  The Sunday after his
arrival, their parents enjoyed boating with some friends.  Eva had Steve
over.  The 3 took turns taking a bath before a planned Xbox tournament.
After Gerald took his bath, Eva announced Steve would be next.  More like
it was Eva giving her boyfriend a bath.  She soaped him from scalp to the
surface of the water a number of times and would douse him with water from
a toy beach pail.  She reached in to pull up bare legs and feet and wiped
them down with a soapy face cloth.  She focused between his legs.  "Such a
dirty boy."  Gerald could see it was her intention to stimulate him to
arousal.  "Eva, that is disrespectful and uncivil."



Steve looked around at the attentive teen to address her brother.  "No
Gerald, I don't mind at all.  I like her to fondle me there and promote my
erection.  She loves me and she loves you.  I don't see why there should be
anything about me that I should hide from you."  Gerald stepped right up to
the tub to get a better look.  He liked what he cast his eyes upon and his
respiration became more shallow.  He was glad he had donned his robe.  As
it became apparent that fondling was transforming to auto erotic
masturbation, the teen in the bathtub slapped her arm and splashed her.
"There 's no call for me to pollute the bath water by climaxing into it."
She giggled.



When she had her own bath run, Steve was still toweling off and Gerald just
watched by the bathroom door a little dumbfounded.  "Are you 2 oafs just
going to stand there or are you going to assist a lady into her bath?"
They stood to allow themselves to be grasped as ballast as she stepped into
the tub and safely seated into almost hot drawn water.  Gerald went down
stairs to the kitchen to fetch a wine glass and fill it amply from an open
corked bottle in the fridge.  Steve was told where he could find a lighter
and pillar candles to set at the rim of the tub.  "Now that is more like
the gentlemen I know you 2 to be."



But
 conversation soon turned to Gerald's recent course work at school.  How
many boys would give their eye's teeth to be present company to a bathing
nude young woman, blonde, blue eyed of unusual beauty and nearly in her
flower of comely womanhood?  She was about to snap at them but decided
against it remembering how endearing and even sexy it is to be in the
company of young males inclined toward scholarship.  If only Mikey were
home to balance things out.  But she schemed for that afternoon.  Things
could get very interesting and sexy.



When all three were in Gerald's bedroom and disrobed at her insistence, she
decided they would look at web porn before playing the Xbox.  The first
porn video websites had planted themselves on the Internet.
 "This reminds me of the VHS videos we would watch that one of my friend's
Dad owned back when I was in Middle School.  Do you really think girls not
much older than Eva really enjoy doing these things with hairy men nearly
as old as their fathers?  It all begins to take on an almost monotonous air
of sameness."



"Well let me show you some things you may not have watched before."  She
then turned to planned pages of gay videos with highlights she though
especially salacious.



 "Interesting!
 I wondered about how that was done."  Eva kept her eyes trained on her
guy's exposed male parts even more than the screen of the monitor.  But his
affectionately regarded dick was swelled some only to the same extent it
had been with the str8 porn.  Not surprisingly, Gerald's was at full
attention and dancing its ballet of twitches.  Steve hardly took notice and
was not the least bit self-conscious to question Gerald about technique and
positioning of naked males in throes of their passion.  Was the performance
and content more a show for the viewer, or the true inclination of the
participant?  Eva could see her guy's interest was authentically mostly
clinical and found herself almost disappointed.



After a while, Steve's eyes began to wander about the bedroom and he
casually stood up to saunter to one of the beds and peruse old text books
Gerald had brought home with him.  "Hey there horny sexy nudist boyfriend
of mine, isn't there any porn you like to watch?"




"Oh Eva sweets, I'm sorry!  I thought I had told you that I prefer to read
erotic stories.  Sure, most of them are derivative and simplistically crass
in their intent to titillate the reader, but there are some exciting and
romantic ones that are reasonably well written.  Even some of the dirty
poetry that doesn't start with 'There once was a man from Nantucket', isn't
bad.  That 's what gets my mojo running."


Erotic stories became a new "cause celebre" for Eva.  She especially likes
the stories immersed in gay and bisexual carnal encounters.
NiftyArchives.org is a website steeped with gay content that became almost
her favorite.  She knew she gravitated to stories that were predictably
formulaic.  Boy meets older brother's new friend with a swimmer's body
build and falls in love, wondering whether he could be gay and if he could
be drawn to be attracted to his comparatively puny self.  In a number of
different ways, that is precisely what happens and they live happily ever
after.  Another variant ~ an older brother's boxer built new bud is a bully
and total asshole.  He can't stand him.  But one day the boy walks in on
them naked in a circle jerk with a couple of other friends and the kid's
viewpoint is completely changed around.  The brother's friend is more
contrite and conciliatory toward the younger brother, ultimately leading to
a seduction with hot aggressive sex, and they live in love happily ever
after.  The best is a young boy catching his older brother sucking the cock
of his best friend.  He blackmails him to suck his own, triggering an urge
in him to reciprocate and they both live happily ever after in a
scrupulously secret setting of hot sex.



During that strange but blissful afternoon, Steve started to step out into
the hall to stroll down to pee in the bathroom.  Before he crossed the
threshold, Eva sitting in a chair near the doorway reached snapping to
firmly clutch a handful of teen boy bubble butt rump to one side of his
crack.  "Never forget gentlemen that this ass is mine."



Steve had stopped but did not look back.  "I think I can confidently assert
that I have considerable authority on the activity of this ass."  She
squeezed harder until it started to hurt.



One of the first nights back, like old times, sleepy Eva was allowed to
enter the bedroom and snuggle up to her warm slumbering nude brother
shortly after midnight.  "Oh Gerald it is so great to be with you at night
like this again, but I can tell you have started to get flabby despite
those Sunday afternoons with the gay students at the gymnasium.  With your
build, it won't be enough to follow a running route.  We need to get you to
join one of the nearby gyms.  Besides, I know how much you and your brother
like to relax in a locker room."



"Gym memberships are expensive.  Mom and Dad are already wondering how they
are going to pay my tuition if I start graduate school in January and pay
for Genie's and your undergraduate years before too long."



"Daddy plans on me going to an expensive private school.  I am going to
state university where Mikey went. "


"You should keep your options open, Eva. "


She changed the subject.  "Do you think the Simbakous family is going to
hire you to work at their car wash?"


"For afternoons, yes."


Gerald scored well in his GREs and he was accepted to study in a master's
program in music at the nearby state network school near where Rick had
attended.  He worked nearly every afternoon at the car wash.  It was not
kosher from a legal standpoint, but they were happy to allow Eva to stand
in for him for a ½ or whole shift.  They were both focused and proud
workers.  It was understood that Gerald was officially on the payroll.
"They love Steve at the beach house estate.  They encourage him to sponge
off them.. You should do the same."  They both agreed that most of the
proceeds would be diverted for their parents budget which now included
family membership to the costliest area gym.  Gerald now enjoyed privileges
to an air filtered carpeted locker room associated with spacious steam room
and sauna, and a 25 person hot tub.  It was his favorite new hangout.



Tuesday nights were men and boys night at the swimming lanes , which meant
swimsuit optional. Gerald availed the opportunity for nude recreation every
time he could and used up guest privileges to invite Steve to join him.
Some daddies would bring their recently toilet trained 2 and 3 year old
nude little daughters to the pool room with them. So many of the men and
boys would make a fuss over them and play games in the shallow pool.  It
was free baby sitting.  Gerald was charmed to once again be able to read
bed time stories to delighted small naked children of both sexes.  Daddy
would sometimes join him then.  He had forgotten how good a swimmer he was.
Wednesday night was the same for women and girls.  Management studies
showed the establishment could save some pool filtration expense by
encouraging some nude swimming provided everyone obeyed the rules of
showering before using the pool.  Eva, Mom, and Genie would occasionally
show up Wednesday evenings.  Eva enjoyed entertaining little naked boys.




Graduate school constrained spare time for Gerald.  The family of his
employers were ambitious for him and he could attempt to organize his work
schedule weeks in advance.  Eva would fill in his schedule sometimes more
than Gerald would actually work, something her guidance counselor
disapproved of.  One early Tuesday evening at pool side, Gerald was
absorbed with his assignment on music theory and its relationship to
certain fields of mathematics.  He did not notice one of the nude swimmers
approach him, but recognized him vaguely.  "You're one of the Lincombe
boys, right?"


"Yes sir, Gerald"



"I am Coach Red Reilly, one of your supervisors from extended P.E. those
winters."



"Nice to see you again."


"I see your membership here is doing you some good.  I remember you had
some talent on the 'bb' court."  The older naked man looked around before
he spoke in subdued tones to Gerald.  "Now only in very small circles, the
word is out that you are like me.  You and I are , shall we say, a little
light in the loafers?"



Gerald was more than a little bowled over and did not quite know how to
reply. "Yes, if I know what that expression means, sir."


"Call me Red.  Look, if you are busy we could pick this up some other
night."



"No, I could spare a little time."



"Come up to the locker room with me. . .  I love this place.  'll bet you
do too."  Gerald thought he was going to be propositioned.  "Just too many
years of watching my soccer teams undress and shower, especially watching
the other coaches shower.  I had to come to terms that I was having better
sex on my own afterward.  My wife knows now, but I promised her for her and
our daughters sake I would play the game and stay in the closet.  Tell me
about yourself.  My wife will be interested.  Oh, she keeps secrets better
than anyone."


Gerald spoke about his college life and his masters program nearby.



"But you knew about who you are all through your High School years, didn't
you Lincombe?"


"Yes!"




"Brave!
 Both you and your brother have been brave. Is it true what I heard?  Is it
true that you and Joistman were together for a time?"



Gerald confirmed but also tried to fill in with details about Rick's
current life.  Coach Reilly cut him off.  He grabbed Gerald around the neck
in a hold of jocular good humor.  "You wicked little punk.  You knew what
you wanted and you went for it.  The loud mouthed boys on my teams always
talk a good game, but it is the quieter ones like you who always deliver.
You went for a dude who hangs it out to dry more impressively than most,
and I'll bet you lived large for it."


"No regrets coach!"  They high fived.



"Look, we'll meet up again on Tuesday nights like this if you can be
available."


On subsequent Tuesday nights, they would meet and they would speak of the
few other students, coaches, and teachers who seemed to have joined the
secret fraternity ~ several others that have been rumored to at least have
had brief same sex trysts.  Gerald was often surprised by the names
mentioned.  Coach Dooley's name was mentioned several times for having had
affairs with other coaches over the years.  Mikey had spoken of those
rumors when they both were still in High School.  But she was also rumored
to have had intimate liaisons with students of both sexes who looked her up
years after graduation ~ most recently Carla Sapphocles ~ Gerald's old
front girlfriend.  He was flabbergasted.



"I kind of enjoy this secret life.  I have to be careful.  I think my wife
enjoys it even more than I."



The next year, Gerald learned that Rick was coming back first to visit his
family and then stay for a few days at the beach estate house.  At Mom's
insistence, they threw a cookout in his honor in the late spring.  Debby
was present but Carlotta and Shayla were unable to attend.  After hugs and
kisses all around, the 2 met privately in the laundry room for passionate
kisses and yearning embraces.  They both knew reunion sex would have to
wait.  Later that night, Rick told funny basketball stories and revised a
couple of his old ghost stories.  Gerald had recently joined a local band
as backup bass guitarist.  He played a bass solo and later played folk
music from his Spanish guitar.  .



A few days later, Debby stopped by to pick up Gerald and Eva to drive them
to the beach house estate.  Privately, this was the night Gerald and Rick
planned for sexual rendezvous.  Shortly after Carlotta was included in the
car pool, suddenly Gerald, a little lost in his thoughts, called out in
disappointment.  "Oh damn, I forgot."



"What Gerald?"



It was a very personal topic and Gerald did not want to elaborate.  "It's
not really so important."


"It 's us sweetie, You don't have to keep secrets from us about something
you may have forgotten. "


Gerald started to blush and realized he was in a car full of females and it
might be difficult to dissuade them from curiosity now that he brought it
up.  "Well I think Rick can help me out.  It is sort of a guy."



"Hey hon, we are all big girls here. We know all about the guy things.
Don't be afraid to tell us.  You might be surprised how we could help.
Speaking of guy thing, I wish we could all get a close look at his tonight
before he goes back."



Gerald began to feel trapped as he had with girls so many summers ago.
"Well, it is no secret that Rick and I intend to . . .  be intimate
tonight.  We usually like to be prepared.  Maybe I am not so well prepared
as I should be."



The driver spoke, now.  "Gerald, cutie, you should know we always keep
plenty of stuff at the house like lube and condoms.  That is no big deal.
There is no need to feel you have to be a Boy Scout."



"Oh OK!"



"That is not it, is it. There is something you are not telling us."



"Well it has to do with how we make love.  It is really very personal
because I need to be ready for him and I realize right now I am not."




The girls looked at him totally perplexed.  After all he did not need fail
safe birth control. Suddenly Debby started tittering and laughing.  "Oh
baby, I'm sorry.  We didn't mean to embarrass you.  I tell you what.  We
can improvise.  Dr. Chia wants me to douche just after my time of the month
has completed.  You can use my douche system to clean you out back there.
Rick won't mind helping you out.
 He loves you so much, he will probably think it is sexy."



The 2 girls in the back seat were still obtuse for a few more seconds and
then Carlotta started laughing.  Eva spoke up with a surprised tone.
"Gerald Lincombe, why have you been holding out on me all these years.  Why
have I never seen your enema stuff?  I could have used it after that lousy
Mexican food we ate a month ago."  Everyone laughed now .  Gerald wished
the night had never been planned for.  Red faced, he was dying a thousand
deaths from females enjoying great entertainment at his expense once again.



His sister sitting directly behind him started to feel sorry. She leaned
forward over his head rest and wrapped her arms around him.  "Don't you
know we all love you here?  It is going to work out great.  We won't take
you back home until you have a fabulous night with Rick."


"You know how cute you looked in the tub with your legs back and feet up
and that hose from Debby's bag stuck up your sweet little love hole back
there?  And then to be able to see that geyser of fluid come squirting out
in a flash.  With the shower extension, it was easy enough to flush down
the drain.  There was hardly any poop up there after all that."



Gerald was warm and naked together at last in the tall man's arms in the
large bed of the guest bedroom.  "You barbarian butt head.  It was
grotesque.  I don't know what I was thinking that I did not prepare before
I came here."


"Oh chill you little pint sized piece of heaven.  Look the way I am right
now .  You can think of it as part of foreplay with Mikey or whoever else
you are fucking with these days."


The sex was intense.  They were in one of the guest bedrooms with its
adjustable king sized bed.  Gerald lay on top of Rick facing up with the
mightily measured monster meat ploughing into his tight twitching turned-on
patootie.  He used his bent knees and feet planted on either side of his
lover on the mattress to help control the rhythm of humping strokes into
him and writhe in a way that the warm beast would so snugly slide back and
forth against his sweet spot.  He aspired for the best "flll 'er up" sex to
enhance that sense that he was blessed with the best good fortune to have
been born queer this way.



It was a cool night and the 2 young men shivered with just towels around
their waist as they waited for the hot tub to heat.  The women were in the
rec room with the giant wide screen.  They were watching a DVD and Gerald
was earnestly hoping that it was not porn.  Rick was almost finished with
his 2nd beer when the tub was finally declared warm enough.



Steve arrived and joined them in the tub while the women were still
klatching in the rec room.  Always horny, his nagging anxiety that his
uncovered male part with its own brain may decide to stand and greet howdy
to approaching females lurked in the back of his mind.  He had thoughtfully
jerked off as part of preparing for the evening appreciating that nude time
in the hot tub might be part of the agenda, but that was hardly any
guarantee that any embarrassing and unwarranted salutes would be prevented.
He realized his concern for Rick's stability was going to be a profound
distraction.  The tall man was garrulous imbibing his 6th beer when the
women finally approached the terrace area.  Steve knew that when he had to
pee, Rick was going to need plenty of assistance getting out.



"My girls, my girls, you finally came to join us.  I love you all, don't
you know that?  Please give me your sugar.  I need all your hugs and
kisses.  Pleeeease!  I need my sweet girls now."  The 3 women squatted onto
the terrace by the rim of the tub to reach to hug him and he covered them
each with his big wet strong arms practically dragging each one into the
tub with the males.  He finally noticed Eva could not keep herself from
gawking at his soaking male endowment between his legs.  He suddenly thrust
them wide open.  "Oh!
 I am here for my girls with my big awesome spec – i , spah, specimen.
Get your looks in now ladies, because it goes away tomorrow when it leaves
here with the rest of me."  He started to laugh.  "Whoooaaaaaoooo!  I got
to get out of here.  I got to put this long dong donkey hose to good use."




The other 2 nude males quickly stepped out of the tub, water dropping and
dripping to splash off them to assist Debby in trying to help Rick with
some of his own physical muster, pulling him out of the tub.  "Come here
Rick, darling.  We got to get you to the lavatory to pee."


"No truer words ever spoken."



The other young men intended to help Debby escort him to the necessary
destination.  "I think I can take it from here, guys.  Thanks for all your
sweet help.  Get back in the tub and warm up before you catch cold."


Steve had only heard ½ of Rick's ramblings, so warm and snug in the tub
again, Gerald calmly spoke of the circumstances of Rick's life to his best
and ordered recollection as Rick had related them to him, to the 2 fully
clothed women on the terrace.  They had briefly stepped inside to pull some
shawls out of a chest next to the French doors, expressly placed for women
to wear on cool nights when relaxing out on the terrace.  They also
included some more clean towels for the men.  In rapt attention that way,
the irony was not lost on the young English teacher, Carlotta.  Here the
women seemed so matronly wrapped in their shawls, the emblems of wise older
feminine nurturing.  By startling contrast, exercised and toned young men
stretched out opposite them as if sculpted Adonis like in their nudity.
Despite their relaxation, the turmoil of the water suggested a spontaneous
energy rippling with masculine intention and disrupting accomplishments.



Not surprisingly, Rick had settled himself into a domestic situation of
both blissful highs and gut wrenching lows of disordered frenzy.  He loved
his job.  He had become one of 3 assistant managers.  Because of a poor and
nearly losing season overall, the general manager had been fired by the
owners and now 2 seasons later he is admired for his dependability by the
new one.  He almost works harder than Carlos.  After the end of the NBA
finals in June, he works long hours planning for the next season when all
the players take off for their extended vacations.  The sex with Carlos is
almost always sensual, but hard and steamy.  The fact that it is all secret
and taboo lends an air of exotic danger.  If people knew how many players
have a secret man or secretly another player on the side, the resulting
scandal would blow the roof off the whole league.



Carlos' wife. Rhonda loves the whole arrangement and fawns on Rick.  He is
expected to have sex with her at least once a week and sometimes more often
than with Carlos.  She is bright, strives to be erotic, and retain a
beautiful figure, but she drinks.  Carlos can hit the sauce in binges even
during the season.  They both can be moody and petulant.  Especially in the
last year, Rick has become protective of their 8 year old daughter, Keisha.
"She is one of my lights." In the off season before practice, her parents
will take off on a vacation at the drop of the hat without hardly any
notice and leave her for him to care for her.  They have become very close
and he can't keep her from climbing in bed with him every night while her
parents are away , and late at night sometimes when they are there.  Some
nights she is confused to find her biological father sleeping in Rick's
bed.  They both encourage her, but insist she keep her night time habits
secret from her mother.



Her parents take no time to explain the realities of the world and school
friends can be either misinformative or not very tolerant.  He tells her as
much about sex as he thinks a girl her age can handle.  He admits the
living arrangement in their home is very unconventional and stems
originally because he and his father acted on strong physical attractions.
Answering questions, he admits to having sex individually with both her
parents in the shower.  He has taken her to the library and together they
have looked through most of the books on female menstruation, especially
those books written for younger people.  "The kids at school say what you
and Daddy do is awful.  I can see he loves you as much or maybe even more
than Mommy.  I think the kids are wrong.  Please don't leave Daddy and
please don't leave us. "  He can only promise her he will do his best and
will always love her.



Together they visit zoos, museums, the library, local little league and
boys organized football, and movies for kids.  He is sick of 'family
movies'.  They are stared at out in public and in some nearby neighborhoods
men regard Rick with open hostility until they see how cool the young dark
skinned African American girl is with this white man.  He knows Carlos and
his wife could reconcile a separation with Rick in the event that Carlos
joins the roster of another team.  But he dreads the thought of ever
breaking a bond with Keisha and the prospect weighs heavily upon him.



Rick is resting covered in a blanket on a plush sofa in one of the parlors.
Debby has rejoined her friends in the terrace and she started weeping at
the end of Gerald's remonstrance.



"I don't think Rick is very happy with these people, now.  I would quit my
job and move out to live with him and work on my book out there.  We could
find a nice man for him near there."  The 2 other women were patting her
and cooing their soft consolations.  "But the best would be if Gerald could
come and live with us.  I know he loves him the best.  . . .  Oh Gerald, I
know this thing you have for your brother is almost fierce."  She sniffed
and giggled.  "If a hot dude like Mikey Lincombe were my brother, I would
feel the same way.
 . . .  Far be it from me to judge anybody for what other people would
think is so wrong.  But please never forget about how Rick feels about you.
Please never forget about how I feel about you."




Gerald had taken one of the beach towels he had assigned to himself and
wiping off his arms while still in the tub.  Debby understood the gesture
and stepped up to him, allowing them to hug with a depth of affection that
was a squeeze of pressured warm flesh.



On the few nights that Gerald performed in his local vicinity, patrons of
the bars and clubs would be enthralled with his bass solos.  Between
scouting and the local grape vine of the music scene, Gerald was invited to
New York to try out to fill in as a bass guitarist with a rock group based
there, attempting to replace a musician who had recently died of a drug
overdose.



During his tryout interview , he volunteered the information that he does
not metabolize either drugs or alcohol well.  He keeps clear of them
both. "Wish we could say more the same with ourselves.  That could be
construed as a plus."  He was accepted into the band on a probationary one
year contract.  They assured him there would be plenty of off time between
tours and recording for him to complete his masters thesis.  Before
anything else, he notified Daddy that important point of information.  He
would be living much closer to Mikey now.  His actual residence was part of
a suite of rooms in one of Manhattan's declining hotels.



By the fall, Eva moved into a dormitory at state university and Mom and
Daddy were alone in the house.  Between semesters and summers, one or more
would move back and the place would seem more its old self again. Gerald
moved back for 6 months a year after moving out to consult with faculty as
he dotted the 'i's and crossed the 't's of his thesis.  Upon being awarded
his masters, he was asked if he would
 consider teaching undergraduates at that campus.  He took the offer
seriously.



The holiday time after Gerald moved out, he spent Christmas with Mikey and
Sophia . The family would be completely together at the beach town for the
New Year.  Sophia was already tenured as a teacher at a semi-private school
for special needs children.  With her mother's outstanding nursing
reputation, she could always get work at the local hospital as a nurse's
assistant during vacations.  The day that Gerald arrived, Mikey kissed him
with some passion.  "Let's get 'nekkid', bro'.  Wait 'til you see the new
kitchen table we got."
 He shot his brother his sly leer.  "I eyeballed it just for that perfect
height.  We got to try out your old David Copperfield suck cock trick with
it."



All clothes off and cocks throbbing wet in their excited stick out, the new
furniture was going to be tested for its eligibility as an aid in a famous
sexy stunt that was a specialty of Gerald's carnal urges.
 The laundry room table was perfect for servicing Rick, but Mikey needed to
stand on a wooden box under 2 thick magazines to achieve the ultimate
hookup with Gerald's head hanging over the side.  It had been years, but
finally the outlook was outstanding that Gerald would have his mouth with
its slick attentive tongue and his opening throat fucked by dense delicious
demanding meaty cock.  Mikey was delirious with joy as all the warmth that
enveloped his manhood could thrust into the attending heated wet tight
membrane that was the gullet and top of his brother's esophagus.  Mikey
knew to just pull back for a second to let Gerald clear himself in his gags
and then continue stroking.  They were both out of practice.  But the
outcome was sweet and desired.  After several minutes , Gerald was rewarded
with meaty living throbs against the opening of his throat while several
streaks of his brother's slightly congealed strong saucy jizz careened into
the passage that welcomed all the rich protein. He took a deep breath when
Mikey 's cock stopped spasming and he pulled back.



The day after Christmas, they discovered the table could withstand a good
man romp.  In the way they both seated themselves so close together,
Mikey's love hole took a good reaming.  They called Sophia's gay brother
Jerome to come right over, buy some beer, and they would pay him back.
When Sophia arrived home from work , she was called back and she found 3
nude men in her bathroom.  Mikey was soaking in the bathtub, Gerald was at
the other end astride the spigot, and her brother was seated on the toilet
lid.  He was smoking a cigar.  They were playing cards and they had TV
trays set about to assist them, but probably not very ably.  There were
beer bottles all about.  Just before she arrived, the brothers were going
to step out and drain the tub to allow Jerome to bathe alone in it.



The woman's eyes widened and she could not conceal a big grin.  "Oh what a
wonderful man mess you've made.  Nobody move until I come back."  She found
the digital camera and stepped about the room usually reserved for privacy
to take 4 or 5 pictures.  She showed everyone the electronic picture frame
that could include whole sets of photos .  She wanted to include one or 2
of the photos of 'her boys' in the set.



"My junk is in those pictures."


"You have very nice junk.  Don't complain."  The one woman present started
to get teary eyed.  "Oh Jerome, I miss Poppa. . .  Jerome you know what I
want to tell Mikey and Gerald.  Mikey I have never told you this because I
wanted Gerald to be present because of how I know girls had been so
interested in him years ago.  I want to tell you how our parents met."  She
took time to instruct the brothers to run more hot water into the tub.  She
told her own brother to either wrap some towels around him or go into their
bedroom to put on Mikey's robe.  It is always too cold in that bathroom in
the winter unless a hot shower is running.  Gerald tried to coax her back
to the kitchen and fridge to help herself to a beer but she declined.



"In the first year or 2 Mama had been a nurse at the hospital, there had
been a fairly bad car accident nearby.  She was called down to the ER.  The
driver was badly hurt, but 2 other passengers were not so badly injured and
not being attended to right away as can be the case.  Well one of the
passengers was sitting on an examining table and had been checked for
serious injuries.  He had a few open wounds on his thighs, nothing serious.
He seemed to be in some pain so the doctor had him medicated well with pain
relievers.  He would be checked on more completely later.



"When Mama came to him, he had been stripped for his initial evaluation,
but the orderly had just left him to fend for himself with a hospital gown.
Well his eyes were wandering and she could see he was in no frame of mind
to dress himself with all the medication.  She sweetly explained to him
that she would help dress him into the gown.  Nurses often have to provide
this assistance.  But she could not help but observe this was the nicest
looking naked white man she had ever seen.



"Well when she thought she had completed this task, she saw that he had
sloped forward on the seat of the table and the gown has slid up behind him
some and that his penis had become erect."  Sophia stopped briefly to smile
and titter.  "Mama thought that was the nicest looking erection she had
ever seen on a white man.  The man sort of slurred out an apology.



"'Many humble pardons, Ma'am.  I am sorry for receiving you so rudely.'


"She chuckled as she tried to straighten him out again. 'Don't be silly.
This is a hospital ,sir.  We all have so many more important things to
worry about.  The doctor will be back to see you again shortly."




"Well women occasionally shave male patients before surgery, but it was
much more common back then."  She smiled again.  "It was a task Mama always
enjoyed and she knew how to put men at ease.  Well she had an assigned
patient the next afternoon.  She was almost delighted to see it was the
white patient who had looked so nice naked.  He had sustained a ruptured
pancreas and would need surgery for its repair.  It was a serious operation
but not dangerous and the prognosis for complete recovery of pancreatic
function is usually very good.


"' Oh nurse, please forgive me if I am rude again.'



"' Now Mr. Mercury, I tell you again, this is a hospital.  Many of our
gentlemen patients are not at least temporarily capable of functioning in a
healthy way that seems to concern you.  Modesty has its place, but in many
hospital settings it is way overrated.  If you feel that sense of freedom
and joy take to you down there, it is just silly and pointless to fight
against it on my account.  I can finish what I have to do with or without
it. '



"'Well you have an understanding of the male disposition that I think is
unusual among women.'


"'That is very kind of you to say so sir, but I am a professional.  It is
my job to have these understandings.'



"As she soaped up Poppa's pubic hair, she tried not to show how delighted
she was to see his penis twitch and rise up again to reveal the nicest
looking erection she had ever seen on a white man.


"He asked about her in post op and she would come to his bedside to check
his chart, sponge bathe him, and make sure he was comfortable.  After he
was discharged, he looked her up, took her out, and they were married 3
weeks later."  Tears came back to Sophia's eyes.  "They were madly in love
for 33 years.  When I think about what she had to say about modesty being
overrated, I always think of the handsome Lincombe boys."



 * * * * * * * * *



Within a few days of the agreement with Steve regarding his kidnapping, Eva
honored another segment of the agreement.  In the laundry room, she
undressed him and then for the first time he completely stripped her ~ very
sensually with soft kisses and many warm caresses.  When he bent over to
pull down her panty g string with his teeth, the odor of her arousal was
stronger than he had ever known before.  She squealed with jerks of
stiffness to arch her back.  It was thrilling to be beautiful for him and
she felt the familiar surges of heat stab her between the legs and back to
her cervix, then to less intensely burst through all her body out to her
extremities.



Sometimes when they were supposed to be at a movie, they would be at a
private bedroom at the beach front estate enjoying lustrous minutes of
naked massage.  Soon her vibrator became an important implement for sensual
and erotic effect.  Eva discovered that if she rubbed her operating
vibrator around her boyfriend's cock, his shaft just as much as about
 its head and straining piss slit, occasionally breaking to gently rub his
pouch of nuts, she could stimulate it to bounce and start its ejaculation
in a deep and satisfying orgasm for him.



There was nothing more entertaining than the intensely curious pursuits in
the exploration of male sexual response.  The last year they were together,
they graduated from careful well lubed rectal play with the vibrator for
joyful contact with Steve's prostate, but to a toy specially devised for
massaging males that way.  Its application would have the naked specially
penetrated youth on a sort of an erotic ethereal nirvana.  He would hum and
moan his feelings as though he was having an unending orgasm without
actually ejaculating.




Their last summer together in deeper water off the beach, Steve would pull
off his girl's bikini altogether.  The effect for Eva was even more
liberating than at the swim lanes of the gym on Wednesday night.  Steve
would hold the two pieces up in playful threats to cast them away beyond
anyone's reach.  He was a strong swimmer and could submerge himself to be
able to step his girls' 2 feet into the holes of the bikini bottom and
raise it to where she could pull it up herself.  Assisting her to restore
her top was easy.  One afternoon a lifeguard approached the 2 of them.  He
told them that they had been noticed through the binoculars and that the
cops could be summoned if other beach goers insisted on it.  If Eva ever
had to be rescued, it could be embarrassing for her.



"What a jerk!"


"Eva he was being nice about it."

"It wasn't that really.  He was actually trying to show off to me and maybe
you too."



Steve flashed her one of his puzzled expressions.



"Do you notice he is the only lifeguard here who does not wear a regular
pair of swim trunks over his speedos?  I notice what he packs in that
skimpy pouch.  He wants everyone to.  He is more here to be a show off than
do his job."



For the rest of the summer, the couple confined themselves to skinny
dipping at the beach immediately in front of the beach front estate.  Debby
insisted that during daylight hours they should not be stripped until well
out into the water and bring a life ring with attached flotation bag for
their suits.  Nude sunbathing should be restricted to the terrace area and
the cordoned off back yard.  Even though the beach was private, there were
occasional strollers and lurking neighbors.


One afternoon treading water in a typical nude frolic with intimate
embraces, Eva playfully worked her guy's meat to a stewed up climax despite
cool water.  When his head had cleared after the expected euphoria of the
experience, she asked him if without birth control, it would be possible to
get a girl pregnant this way.



"Do you mean could I fertilize you in the water?  In salt water like this,
not a chance.  In a fresh water lake or a swimming pool that isn't too
chlorinated?  I would say the odds are pretty remote, but who knows?"


In the 12th grade, Eva had a secret surprise plan for Steve's 18th
birthday.  After joining his family for a Sunday afternoon celebration,
they were ostensibly scheduled to venture either to his parents's tennis
club where he would play a couple of rounds with a friend, or Eva's gym to
workout on the aerobics equipment.



"This is the day you go down."


He was astounded that Eva had planned another abduction and kidnapping
event entirely without his knowledge.  But his jumping for joy dick
overwhelmed reason and he crossed his wrists in front to be bound there.
He would later learn that it was Debby who would assist to bound and gag
him.


He was tied to a four posted antique bed facing down with 2 layers of fresh
towels underneath him.  He could feel women were holding him down first in
the front and then in back to keep him from struggling from being splayed
out bound helpless on the furniture.  When he had his blindfold removed, he
knew he was in a bedroom in the beach front estate. He enjoyed Debby and
Carlotta watch intently as Eva cut away all his clothes.  The addition of
Carlotta's partner Shayla and a wide eyed woman, a friend of Debby, both
women with whom he had never been acquainted added that element of
embarrassment and humiliation for the event to commence with the necessary
excitement.  He thought Eva was going to exhibit to the other girls how she
penetrates him with her vibrator, or a similar device.  He was nearly panic
stricken when she made a point of showing him her outfitting herself with a
strap-on projecting a large dildo attachment.



Eva did not lube him sufficiently and it hurt and cramped.  But there were
twinges of amazing hot pleasure.  He could see the females whisper and
snicker, looks of satisfied enjoyment on their faces as the thrusts and
sharp impact so deep into his most personal place foisted sharp triggers to
pointless struggles of jerks and flexing muscle.  After the severe ass fuck
and all his bounds were released he was allowed to use a bathroom, but he
was not allowed to dress into any of Debby's father's clothes for at least
2 hours.  He had to remain nude present with the other women who talked of
the highlights of the event and the interesting witness of the distress of
the one male among them ~ naked, helpless, and vulnerable.  Eva reached for
the towel on the center of the bed and presented to each of the other women
present close up inspection of the ample strong smelling sticky emission.



"Do you see how much the dirty pig can enjoy himself?"  In the middle of
the anal assault she announced so everyone could hear, "never forget that
on your 18th birthday, I raped you again and you loved it again."



Steve had to admit to himself that he did love it again.  But he felt he
had to re-evaluate his relationship with her.  She only seemed to become
more impetuous as she got older and he thought this behavior could only
endanger both of them looking forward.  Less than 2 weeks later, he had
that phone call with her whereby they both agreed it was over.  After he
hung up, he went to his mother to ask for her private attention.  Tears
came to his eyes.  He told her that he thought he really loved Eva.
Despite all the hot sex, he never took her cherry and he never took her ass
cherry.



Steve started seeing Jane 'plain jane' Duckbill, vice-editor of the
yearbook and president of the physics club.  They talked about sex
constantly on the few occasions they had time alone with each other.
 He invited her to the senior prom.  She underwent a dazzling
transformation at the dance, actually toning down her makeup and wearing
her hair she had started growing longer, up and bejewelled in a very
appealing manner.  Steve took Jane's cherry after the dance.  Steve Lyceum
started his attendance at Princeton in the fall.



Eva was escorted to the prom by Chuck Loveracket.  He was the captain of
Steve's tennis team.  Unbeknownst to Steve, Eva started regularly hanging
out on a sex chat.  She would have private chats with a college junior
all-star wrestler at a school in the Midwest.  He was very interested in
what life was like at beach towns.  Early that summer, Eva was given her
own cell phone for her 18th birthday.  First they spoke on the phone from
time-to-time, then texted their pictures out to each other. They were
evidently very attracted to each other.  She hoped that the next time
Gerald came home to visit, he would take nude photos of her to sext out to
her new friend's phone.



For 3 years, a guidance counselor pleaded with Eva to take up an
extra-curricular activity at school, athletic or otherwise, for college
admissions. She refused . She hated that side of school life and was
unimpressed with many of her classmates.  She begged off insisting it would
distract her from her studies.  Her SAT scores were good, but not
commensurate with her outstanding grades.  In the fall, she would be
attending state university as did Mikey.  It was the only school to which
she applied.




* * * * * * * *


Gerald was now living not far from Mikey for several weeks and months of
the year.  He was patient and without frustration in his quest to achieve
the ultimate goal and dream of his life.  No one would be hurt.  Everyone
in his family and circle of friends would be cherished including Sophia.
Somehow he would prevail and it would all come together.  He and his own
brother would coexist in physical and emotional love ~ a little bit of
heaven on earth.  The attainment and ongoing experience of this kind of
heaven could mean living dangerously.


to be continued.  .  .  .