Date: Wed, 30 Jan 2008 13:00:32 -0800 (PST)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dane Cody & Friends 24

This chapter introduces the main characters from another of my stories:
WATCHER AND THE WATCHED posted 2.19.06 in the gay youth adult folder at
Nifty. Kavika the body guard if from David-A BOY'S STORY posted on
10.09.05. That story, if you don't already know, is about the David in
this story but as a pre and early teen.

YES-the next chapter is in the works

***For over 100 other stories by Tag_m do an author search using the
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Brett smiled at me and nodded his head.

"Here in the shower?" he asked me. I figured it was as good a place as
any. It wouldn't have been my top choice for my first fuck from the boy I
thought was going to be my boy friend but on the other hand I was hot to
be drilled, really hot. Then I sort of came to my senses. No, that wasn't
what I wanted.

"On second thought let's go to your bed." We shut things down, dried off
as well as we could and went back to Brett's bed.

 "You have lube and stuff?" I asked him as I lay on my back looking up at
him. Brett nodded his head and pulled open a drawer on his nightstand
then waved a bottle of Glide toward me with a flourish. He set it down
and almost dove onto the bed and into my arms, whacking my leg with his
stiff pole of a cock. He jammed his lips against mine and rammed his
tongue into my mouth and I returned the favor in spades.

"What do I need to do to get you ready for me Dane? I don't want to hurt
you." I told him so he rolled over, grabbed the lube, slathered his
middle finger and rolled back toward me. I'd pulled my legs up so my feet
were flat on the bed and fairly close to my butt. Brett propped himself
on an elbow and reached down between my legs and after a little
maneuvering around with his fingers, got my cheeks opened up and his
middle finger up inside my hole. It felt good having him in there. He
began sliding his finger in and out of me as he lowered his head and took
one of my nipples into his mouth. I gasped loudly.

When I get into a fog of hotness my nipples are really sensitive. I
moaned as Brett suckled me, his tongue roaming back and forth over the
nubbin of flesh, my hands at his head as if to keep him in place. At the
other end Brett's finger continued to graze my prostate gland and
sometimes just staying in place and rub the little gland. And I was
getting hotter.

"Put another finger in," I moaned in a deep voice. I felt my muscle
stretch as Brett did what I asked, and inserted a second finger into my
hole. I made one hand leave Brett's head and weasel down between us to
find his throbbingly hard cock. I grasped onto the thick mass of flesh
and felt as much as I could, reveling in the thought that it would soon
be buried inside my ass. I slid up the shaft to his swollen head and my
palm was soon wet from the large amount of precum that was leaking out of
him. I loved holding onto a hot cock when I was all sexy, loved the
firmness of it yet the softness of the skin, how that skin moved up and
down along the shaft kind like a snake skin. I loved cock so much but
when I was hotted up it seemed like I loved it even more.

I was considering having Brett try to add a third finger but decided
against it. I'd had David's big hard cock shoved up my butt so many times
I couldn't even begin to count them. I didn't think that there was enough
difference between his and Brett's cocks to make a difference in my
ability to handle or not handle it.

"I'm ready for you baby," I whispered to him in a throaty voice that told
me I was in fact ready for him. "Can you hand me the lube?" With his
fingers still inside of me, Brett managed to get to his knees and
retrieve the bottle. I thought that I was ready for him but since his
cock was so close, and so hard and inviting, I decided I wanted to suck
on him a little bit first.

I took hold of him and stroked him lovingly. I got him to move forward a
little bit so that I could get to him and when I did, I closed my mouth
down over the head and sucked it. My tongue roamed quickly over the
entire silky surface, reveling in the feel of it and cleaning off his
sticky precum.  I could feel my heart beat faster, my belly tingle more
as I sucked on Brett's cock. Between my sucking and Brett's massaging my
prostate I got to the "fuck me" stage fairly quickly.

I wanted Brett to fuck me on my back, I wanted him to go in me from
behind with me flat on the bed or on my knees, I wanted to sit on his lap
and take his big cock inside me on my terms, slowly taking him in my
tight little ass until I was sitting on his lap. I wanted it everyway
possible but knew well that wasn't going to happen, at least at the first
go around. Oh, I suppose it could happen but it was our first time and I
doubted that either us could hold off our sperming long enough to rotate
through all those different positions. And why would we want to anyhow,
we had forever to all that stuff.

I elected to take control so had Brett take his fingers from me and lie
on his back. I then slathered his thick pole from the head to his big
smooth balls then reapplied more lube to asshole. I cleaned my hands and
got into position above his waist, one knee and one foot each flat on the
bed, took hold of his cock just below the swollen head and touched it to
my puckered hole and began to sit. It really is like trying to shove a
small apple in your ass and once it passes through the muscle it tends to
hurt but the more hot you are for it, the less pain there seems to be.

"Ooowww," I moaned as Brett's cock lodged inside of my butt for the first
time. Brett put his hands gently on my thighs and his face took on a look
of concern. He knew what I was going through, knew that I'd be okay as
soon as my body adjusted to him, and knew that he didn't have to ask. His
hands alone let me know we were connected on an emotional level as well
as physical.

I breathed deeply, making my body relax and after a short twenty seconds
or so, began to sit, managing to get my other knee on the bed. I slowly
lowered myself, feeling my hole spread wide open as Brett's thick shaft
slid up inside my body and filled my bowels. I put both hands on my butt
cheeks and pulled them open which seemed somehow to help me feel better
as I lowered myself until my ass was able to rest on his thighs, my
smooth soft balls a puddle against his pubic hair and my cock hanging in
the air above his taut belly.

"Goddamn you fill me up baby," I whispered. "It hurts but it feels good
too." I leaned forward and put my hands on the bed and kissed my lover
and in the process pulled some of him out of me. Brett kiss me back,
hard, his hands first on my face, then on my back and finally one
sneaking down to feel where he entered me, as if to prove it to himself.
I wiggled my butt a little bit as we kissed then started the process of
rising and falling on his lap, his hard cock the perfect guide, finally
sitting upright with my hands resting on his firm young chest.

"Oh man Dane this feels so good," Brett moaned, his eyes half closed
cause of the sexy feelings roaring though his body. But he was right, it
did feel good. My body adjusted to him pretty fast and again, I'm sure it
was cuz of having David fuck me so much. I rose and fell on Brett's cock,
feeling the head of it almost behind my belly button it seemed like when
I was sitting fully on him. It was great but I really wanted was to be
fucked, to lay back and have my lover plow his cock into me like there
was no tomorrow. I wanted to see all of his feelings as they played
across his beautiful, smooth face knowing how it was feeling for him to
be slamming his big cock into me. I felt my own cock throb just thinking
of it.

"Give me your hands," I told Brett and as he did I told him what I wanted
to do which made him smile big time. Once our arms were clasped I let
myself fall backwards, pulling Brett into a sitting position. We took
time out to hug each other tightly, our mouths wide open and plastered
together. When we broke the kiss he leaned his head down and sucked on my
neck and I almost came right there.

"Ooohhhh fuck," I moaned as I pulled his head to me, the right side of my
body busting out in goose bumps. Brett held on to me as he managed to get
first one, then the other, leg bent back. Once there he gently let me go
backwards until my back was on the bed and he was in a kneeling position
between my legs. Brett held my legs back and started to fuck me again,
this time having the control to be able to really give me what I wanted
and needed.  I could tell that the boy hadn't had that much experience
but that was okay, it just made the experience that much sweeter for me;
it sort of made me feel special or something.

"Oh my God baby," I groaned after about a minute of his driving his thick
boy cock into me. Brett was smiling down at me as he slid his monstrous
dick in and out of my body, his eyes almost closed from the lusty
feelings. I let my hands roam all over his flat belly, onto his hips, and
up to his chest as he loved me, his balls hitting my butt when he was all
the way inside of me. Once when he was almost all the way out I reached
between his legs and took hold of his balls and squeezed on them. He kept
fucking me but obviously he didn't go all the way in. I loved his balls.
Finally he said,

"I can't hold out much longer Dane, I'm really ready to cum." His breath
had picked up its pace and I knew the signs. I nodded my head and took
hold of my cock and began jacking off, tugging and squeezing my balls as
I did it. I was pretty experienced so could get to my sperm out stage and
hold it there for a little while if need be. I didn't need to though cuz
Brett was so close.

"Oh fuck oh shit," he groaned out and began really slamming into me.  I
let myself go, allowed myself to cum so as to make it the best for both
of us.

"Fuck me harder Brett, oh God fuck me harder," I moaned as my balls began
giving up their nectar. Cumming while getting fucked and having your
lover cum at the same time is so fucking incredible that I have a hard
time describing it. All of that and having a cock the size of Brett's
stretching my asshole to its limit made it even that much better. I could
practically hear myself scream as I creamed, jet after ropey jet of sperm
blasting out all over my belly. Brett held himself tight to me and
wiggled his slender little butt around in circles and from side to side,
creating all kinds of different pressures inside my ass and I swear to
god I came again. My eyes crossed, I saw spots, I was hot and sweaty, and
still he fucked me. I could feel the warmth of Brett's sperm as his cock
injected it inside my of bowels and I felt like I wanted to just keep him
right there forever, his balls unloading squirt after creamy squirt of
his DNA into my body. Alas, it was over sooner that either of us wanted
it to be.

Brett slowed down but kept up moving in and out of me, continuing to
gently love me in the aftermath of an incredible orgasm. Keeping his
waist in place, he leaned forward and we kissed, the long tender kind
that came after a good sperming. Brett finally moved back into a kneeling
position.

"Are you ready for me to come out of you Dane?" he asked. I was never
really ready for it but it wasn't realistic to think that we could stay
there forever. While I could easily have accepted another fuck from the
cute young teen, the fact was that I'd already cummed three times that
day so basically my body was satisfied.

"Yeah but do it slow okay?" Brett did as I asked, slowly pulling all ten
plus inches of his still hard cock from my ass. It was about like taking
a good dump until his cock head came out and left me feeling empty, which
I suppose, I was.

"Oh man I got some stuff on me Dane." Brett said as he backed away from
me. "I little stinky too," he added, wrinkling his cute little nose. I
looked down between my legs to where he knelt and could see the residue
of my body, the dark brown spots on his pale cock. That was always one of
the undesired side effects of fucking someone up the butt, especially for
me if it was later in the evening.

"Let's go take another shower," I suggested and Brett moved off the bed,
with me right behind him. I needed to move pretty quickly anyhow as my
butt hole would be like a doughnut hole and Brett's sperms would be
leaking out like mad. I sort of clenched my butt cheeks tightly as I
followed Brett back into the bathroom, once again admiring his tight
little butt. In the shower we went about doing our hygiene things, Brett
lovingly soaping and cleaning his snake while I reached behind myself and
thoroughly soaped and cleaned my hole, which was already returning to
normal. We finished, dried off, kissed a lot then got dressed. We'd both
decided that we were hungry so headed downstairs to see what could be
had. How we got there was bizarre.

Outside of Brett's room he stopped at a spot about a third of the way
down the hall and popped open a doorway that was completely hidden in the
paneling. Inside, he closed the door and a dim overhead light provided
illumination for our trip down a narrow stairway. Brett explained that it
was one of the maid's stairways that allowed the hired help to come and
go throughout the house without the wealthy guests having to come in
contact with them.

"It was also used for people to sneak around in each other's rooms for
after hours sex stuff," he explained with a chuckle causing me to add
that I was glad we didn't have to hide our activities like that. On the
bottom floor there were two narrow halls; one that went directly to the
main hallway that went from the entryway toward the pool and those rooms.
He had me follow him to where the other hall ended and opened a little
peep hole. Looking through I saw that we were behind the mirror that was
behind the bar in the game room. He closed it then moved a panel about
knee level and told me to go through and in a moment we were both
standing behind the bar.

"How cool was that?" I exclaimed. We owned some awesome homes but this
was pretty incredible. We left the game room and traversed the house,
ending up in the kitchen where we found everyone, including a blonde guy
I'd never met, sitting and chatting, a tray of dessert looking thingies
in front of them. We were invited to join them, Harriet asking if we
wanted some milk to go along with the pastries. We nodded our heads and
sat down while she jumped up and went about getting our milk. I was
introduced to the blonde guy, whose name was Jordon and who had just
started working for John doing the maintenance and whatever was needed
around the property. He lived in the area above the garage, quite a nice
little setup from what I gathered.

Jordon was pretty cute, sorta messy dark blonde hair and not all that
tall. I found out that he was barely older than David. We all chatted and
ate then Brett took me outside and showed me the dogs, which were awesome
looking Husky type things that looked like wolves. And man oh man were
they friendly. Brett showed me the garage, they have a cool old Bentley,
and the living quarters above the garage which was where Jordon now
lived. With two bedrooms and baths, an open living room, kitchen and
small dining area, it was pretty big, open and light with leather
furniture and lots of old Charlie Russell and Edward S. Curtis prints on
the walls. It was pretty nice, like a man's rooms I guess you'd say.

We ended back in the house and shooting some pool in the game room. D
came and joined us followed by Jordon, who I noticed walked with a heavy
limp. We played some team games, switching off partners to sort of keep
things even. D and Jordon were both very good whereas I was okay and
Brett pretty much sucked, which would change. Jordon seemed really nice,
friendly, and had plenty of interesting stories about growing up in the
Seattle area in one of its more wealthy families.

We split up about eleven, Brett and I going to his room up the back
stairs and D and Jordon headed back toward the living room. I wondered
out loud if they were going to sleep together and Brett just shrugged his
shoulders. In Brett's room we stripped and climbed into bed. We lay
facing each other, hand on the other's hip or shoulder and talked quietly
about our day and then the coming week. Brett was very excited about
going to Hawaii and I got into his excitement, looking forward to showing
him the sights and things and all but forgetting that D actually lived
there. I was the first to drift off and as I slipped under Brett kissed
me tenderly on the lips and I wasn't sure but I think he may have said he
loved me.

As a rule I generally wake up at least once in the night, often traipsing
off to the bathroom. I didn't wake up once that first night I slept with
Brett and when I did, it was six forty five in the morning. I opened my
eyes to see Brett propped on an elbow looking down at me.  I'm sure there
are worse things to wake up to. He said good morning then leaned down to
kiss me. I sort of kept my mouth closed and when he backed off of the
kiss I said "dog breath."

"Oh, speaking of dogs," he said then climbed out of bed and headed toward
his bedroom door giving me a great shot of his glorious butt. He opened
the door and whistled then waited about thirty seconds before opening the
door and standing off to the side. He'd barely moved out of the way when
two Siberian Huskies came crowding through the door, stopping of course
to stick their wet noses in Brett's exposed crotch, which he somehow
managed to get covered. They saw me and ran toward the bed, leaping onto
it and going for my face, sniffing around then showering me with doggie
kisses.

"This is Sacha and Sabaka," Brett told me by way of the formal
introduction that I hadn't gotten the day before and when I asked he told
me Sabaka was the male. Brett climbed on the bed and the four of us
wrestled about a little bit. The dogs lost interested after a bit so
Brett let them back out of the bedroom and on his way back to the bed I
all but stared at the hose of a cock dangling between his smooth thighs.
I felt my cock stir a bit remembering that he'd been inside of me the
night before and how fucking great it had been.

"I'm starving, wanna go see what Harriet has for breakfast," my young
lover asked. My answer was to nod and climb out from the warmth of the
waterbed.

"Gotta pee first though," I said, heading toward the bathroom, my half
hard dick bobbing as I walked. Brett allowed as how he needed to do the
same so there we stood, thick yellow streams crossing each other and
splattering into the toilet bowl. Five minutes later we were dressed and
headed downstairs.

 The rest of the day was uneventful. D took us all out to lunch, the
stately old Bentley garnering a great deal of attention. Back at the
house Brett and I went for a swim, naked of course and of course we had
to play with each other and of course we sucked each other off. Brett was
surprised that I could take as much of his thick cock into my mouth as it
did but I reminded him that I'd had plenty of practice on David. He
allowed as how he was looking forward to seeing the hot looking older
teen naked and I assured him that he'd have plenty of opportunity as we
all went naked a great deal of the time at the Kahala house.

Being new boyfriends and all it was necessary for both me and Brett to
drink up each other's sperms and while I managed to swallow up every drop
that his big nuts had to offer he couldn't manage all of mine and ended
up with my cum running out the corners of his mouth. It was hot as all
hell seeing him like that.  The afternoon seemed to be dragging a little
until D informed us that the jet was going to be three hours earlier than
planned so before I knew it we were in D's custom BMW 760iL and headed
for the airport with John driving and D riding shotgun. When we got to
the private terminal at Seatac David and Cody were already there and the
jet was warmed up and waiting for us. Brett was pretty much impressed
with the entire affair, although the plane wasn't all that big, just a
regular private jet.

I told Brett that I'd had sex in the airplane at least a half dozen times
in the past year and half and wanted to have sex with him in it too but I
wasn't about to do it in front of the adults. I mean I'd done it in front
of them before but I dunno, I was sort wanting my time with Brett to be
private like, at least for the time being.

After we'd cleared Neah Bay and the Washington state coast David went
forward to fly the plane, something he did on every trip we made. I
explained to Brett that he had his private license and was actually
working on getting licensed to fly the jet. We all chatted and snacked
for a couple of hours then Brett and I napped in the recliner seats,
holding hands even in sleep. We woke about forty minutes out of Honolulu
and saw that David was back in the cabin so joined the guys and in no
time we were landing in a clear and balmy seventy nine degree Hawaiian
evening.

Kamaka met us with the Mercedes and since it was dinner time and we all
were rather hungry we headed to a place that D knew of and none of us had
ever been to before called The Willows. Situated for over sixty years in
the residential neighborhood in Mo'ili'ili, you'd never know it was there
because it was completely surround by either high brick walls, it's own
buildings, or the windowless back walls of neighboring buildings. Totally
private, the inside was a veritable jungle with gardens, waterfalls, and
a large Koi pond that wound around pergola style seating that was open on
all sides but with coverings in the event of rain. The food was a fusion
style buffet with classic prime rib and potatoes as well as south pacific
cuisine or you could sit down in J's, their four star restaurant, and
order from the menu. The place was amazing, the food awesome and if you
ever get to Hawaii you gotta go, it's only ten minutes out of Waikiki and
if you can't go then check it out on the internet.

After getting stuffed we stopped at D's house where we went in for a
minute so Brett could see where his benefactor lived. We all hugged and
said our see ya later's since D would most likely be spending at least
some of the time with us.

"I can't believe how warm it is and how beautiful," Brett commented as we
glided quietly down the city streets to our home in Kahala. I agreed
wholeheartedly with him and squeezed his hand 1-2-3, meaning I love you.
Cody and I used to do that a lot in the first six months or so of our
relationship and now I did it with Brett.

"Oh my Gosh," my boyfriend said as we came around the hedge that blocked
our house from view, although the gated wall did that pretty well too. It
seemed as though every light in the huge two story home was on, giving
the impression almost of the house being ablaze, even though it was
barely yet dusk. I'd never really seen it like that before either so I
was impressed as well. We slid past the tennis courts and stopped in the
circular driveway in front of the double entry way doors made of carved
Koa wood and piled out.

Inside the house was just as we left it although there were huge vases of
fresh cut flowers in various places. I took Brett on a tour of the house,
stopping at my room to drop our bags, well his bag cuz I already had
clothes there. My room has a view of the ocean and of course Brett asked
if we could go down on the beach. I pulled him into my arms and kissed
him hard then told him we could do whatever we wanted.

"But let's change into board shorts," I said. Brett said he not only
didn't have any he didn't eve know what they were. I smiled and told him
not to worry then led him to my walk in closet and opened a drawer that
had a half dozen pairs of the clothing of choice in the islands. We
stripped down to underwear and each tugged on and tied the garment and
headed back downstairs. David and Cody were sitting on the lanai and I
told them where we were going and Cody nodded his head.

I led Brett out through the heavy wooden gate at the front corner of the
property and down three steps onto the white sandy beach. The tide was
almost in but we still had plenty of space to walk. Brett had to get his
feet into the water and of course declared it was awesome and the sand so
soft. He came next to me and wrapped and arm around my waist.

"This is so incredible Dane, you're so incredible." It was but I didn't
think I was;  I thanked him anyway. He got a look in his eye and asked if
we could swim nude here. I shook my head.

"Even though it's illegal there's a beach below Diamond Head," which I
pointed out to him, "but other people wander around there too. The best
place in at Little Beach on Maui which is more secluded." When he asked
if I'd ever done it I smiled and told him every time we were on Maui we
went there and of course he asked if we would be going there this trip. I
shrugged my shoulders and said I didn't know but it was always possible.

Back at the house the lights were going out so I hunted down Cody to find
out he and David were going to bed. "Remember baby boy, it's almost one
in the morning on your time clock." I yawned and the tiredness hit me.
Cody was right. So, we shut the house down and trundled upstairs to our
respective bedrooms. Brett and I took a shower and tired as we were we
did the job, caught no wood and ended up sound asleep snuggled beneath a
light coverlet, the bedroom windows being wide open to the seventy five
degree night.

The following morning we found David and Cody down by the pool enjoying
coffee, croissants and the Honolulu Advertiser. As usual they were naked
as the day they landed on this earth enjoying warmth of the morning.

Cody Speaks

"This was kind of a last minute trip baby," David commented to me, "any
thoughts on what you'd like to do?" I shook my head.

"No there isn't really. It might be fun to just hang out and do nothing
for a change, although I can't imagine Dane or Brett will settle for
that."

"You might be surprised my sweet man," Dane said as he approached from
behind me. I turned my head enough to see that he and Brett were carrying
glasses of fresh squeezed orange juice and a pastry. Like David and I
they too were naked, Dane swinging as he walked and Brett more just
swaying if there's a difference. As I've said before I'd always wondered
what David would have looked like at that age and now I knew. If one were
able to place his and Brett's cocks side by side I doubt there would be
much difference, both hoses reaching close to ten inches long. David had
grown into his however so it didn't look too out of place while Brett on
the other hand was still a somewhat thin fourteen year old boy so ten
inches of cock was definitely a sight to behold. The tube was moderately
thick with blue veins running up and down the entire length, his smooth
large balls similarly veined. The patch of dark brown hair at the base of
his pride and joy was small, not much more than four inches wide and two
high.

"Yup, that's pretty much what I looked like at that age," David said as
he stood so that Brett could see that he wasn't alone in the big dick
department. They came close stopped and Brett said,

"Wow," that's what I'll look like when I get older huh?" David nodded his
head. Then the two of them engaged in a little conversation about the
hazards of being so hung and so young, Brett stating the problems that
he'd encountered and David nodding his head in support. It was easy to
see that it was a conversation that Dane's new boyfriend needed to hear.
Meanwhile Dane and I had our own quiet conversation after giving up our
morning kisses and hugs.

"So how are things going for you too baby boy?" I asked my gorgeous green
eye boy, noticing that he seemed to be going through another growth
spurt.

"Awesome Cody," told me. "He's so much like I am its amazing." Dane
looked at where his love and mine were laughing and talking then my boy
said somewhat wistfully, "I know it sounds weird but even in such a short
time I think I love him Cody." I smiled and reminded Dane that it wasn't
so strange, that the same thing had happened to David and me. He nodded
his head in understanding, his brown hair bobbing as he moved.

"You know, he fucked me that night at his house. It's been really strange
Cody. I hadn't even jacked off thinking about him after I first met him.
In fact I wasn't even really dying to have sex with him like I have other
boys I've met. It's like I maybe respected him or something, I can't
explain it. We jacked off together at our house then even sucked on each
other then that night when we were taking a shower it was like I just had
to have him in side of me, I needed to have his sperms in me so I could
be closer to him. It wasn't at all about his cock cuz it's really no
different than David's but it's his, its Brett's cock. I feel like I'm
talking crazy."

"No baby boy it's not crazy at all. Remember you felt the same way about
me in the very beginning, just as I had, both with you and with David.
You may well be in love my sweetest boy in the world and neither David
nor I can express to you how happy we are for you." It was true; David
and I had talked about what we saw and thought was happening and our
happiness for our boy was totally heartfelt. Dane came over and bent down
and kissed me again, a longer more intimate kiss. I reached out and felt
his softened cock and asked,

"Is it me or has this thing grown some more?" He stood and looked down
and smiled.

"Another quarter inch," he informed me with pride as the twin long cocks
came toward Dane and I and I swear they could easily be brothers, from
head to toe. David re-asked the question that he'd put to me and of
course Dane had all kinds of suggestions since it was Brett's first time
in the islands. We decided to toss some towels and water into the Thing
and do the typical round the island tour; heading from our home toward
Haumama Bay, Makapu'u, Sandy's and Kailua Town, stopping when the mood
struck us. The waves were up so we decided to skip Sandy's and Maks as
the undertow is really strong. We stopped at Kailua Beach and waded a bit
then headed back toward the North Shore, stopping at the Pipeline and
driving through the parking lot at Waimea Bay but not stopping as it was
jammed, as usual.

We ended up a Haleiwa and had lunch at Haleiwa Joe's then headed to the
end of the island at Mokule'ia where we did the glider ride, me and Dane
in one, Brett and David in the other. It's an incredible "must do"
experience when one visits Hawaii's North Shore. After the glider ride we
stopped at Dole Plantation and were surprised at the huge renovation the
gift shop had undergone. Needless to say we stocked up on some of the
food things that we couldn't get in Seattle. Brett and Dane did the maze
and forty minutes later we were headed back toward Honolulu. We elected
to take a side trip up the West side to Waianae and were immediately
impressed with the amount of work that had been along the coast; rock
wall, palm trees, and an overall uplift that had been sorely needed. We
stopped at a small out of the way beach known to the locals as Turtle
Cove, and frolicked in the five foot waves that were crashing on the
almost private white sandy beach.

"Remember the pools Cody?" Dane asked me and I nodded my head. Another
four miles or so up the island the road ended. From there one could hike
around the end of the island coming out just above Mokule'ia but foot
traffic was the only way to traverse the craggy sharp lava trail. In many
places one can hike down the lava to the water's edge where deep pools
the size of hot tubs invited people to rest when the tide was out far
enough. Dane and I along with Alika, or maybe Shannon, had spent a
wonderful hour in sexual activity in one of the larger pools, at the end
getting a clapping ovation from a couple of guys that stood high of the
side of the hill on the trail.

"Can we go there again Cody? I'd love for Brett to see it." We didn't
really have time that day but we all committed to going back out to
Yokohama's and hiking to the pools before we headed back to Seattle.

Everybody was hungry but not starved so we stopped at Da Big Kahuna's in
Mapunapuna and shared a couple of their huge Kahlua Pork sandwiches and
some garlic cheese balls. Glenn, the manager was there and gave us free
deserts, the large pie servings always a delight. Back at the house David
wanted to take a walk down the beach, something we hadn't done since
moving in the house, so the boys joined us and headed toward Diamond
Head. Kahala is an expensive neighborhood and the houses were huge and
often opulent but still it appeared as though ours ranked up there with
the biggest of them.

On the way back we were approached by a couple that appeared to be in
their sixties, turned out they were closer to eighty, who asked if we
owned the house next to them and in the process met our first neighbors,
the Sondheim's. A tall slender man with well coiffed silver hair, he
carried himself rather regally. He had been an international banker and
businessman for a number of years and amassed a fortune dealing in all
manner of things. She too was well coiffed and dressed and sported
diamonds; lots of glittery, sparkling, big diamonds. They owned homes on
three continents, seemed like really nice people, and said they were so
glad to have nice young people living next door to them and would like to
have us over for dinner one night soon. David and I told them that we'd
be honored.

"Well how about tonight, say eight o'clock," Mrs. Sondheim said. David
and I looked at each then I said we be there. She clapped her hands, said
lovely, then told us to come in through the beach gate. We shook hands
and left and as we headed onto our own property Dane commented on the
diamonds that the old woman had been wearing and I agreed. She could have
been an advertisement for DeBeers.

We continued down the beach past our house and noticed a great deal of
activity going on at the property on our other side. There had been a for
sale sign out front the last time we'd been at the house and it appeared
as though it had been sold. Looking through the wide expanse of glass
that made up the front of the home we could see moving people unpacking,
arranging, and rearranging.

"I wonder if they have any kids," Dane asked rhetorically. We would have
an answer to that question within twenty four hours, I would be
propositioned, and the boys, well Dane at least would add yet another
notch to his belt, three in fact, before we left the islands.

Back at the house twenty minutes later the boys elected to take a nap
before dinner and judging from the day we'd had, I didn't doubt that was
exactly what they did, not that it mattered a whit to me or David. Dinner
at the Sondheim's was very nice indeed. They had a four star chef who
traveled with them and that evening's fare was a five course fusion of
pacific island and European styles of cooking which left all of us quite
satisfied. The elderly couple was very entertaining, both full of funny
and incredibly interesting stories, many of which had to do the people
ones sees on the world news, in the tabloids and on both the big and
little screens.

Back home around nine, all of us were stuffed and tired. We planted
ourselves in front of the big screen TV and watched something mindless
until we started drifting off then went to bed, the boys in Dane's room.
I wondered if and when the youngsters would ask to play with David and
me. I can't say I was hoping for it but just curious, knowing my young
charge as well as I did. It happened the next morning but not quite like
I'd have expected.

The boys came down about nine, hair still wet from a probable morning
shower. They ate some fresh fruit and then the four of us worked out
going through our ritual of stretches and forms along with some self
defense techniques. Brett had never been involved in martial arts so we
took it slow, me teaching the youngster as we went along. None of us was
dressed so I supposed it might have been a little odd for Brett watching
the three of us go through our sets, cocks swinging as we did our turns
and kicks. To his credit Brett seemed to take to nudity like a duck to
water. We worked up a good sweat in the rising heat of the morning so an
hour later were frolicking in the pool to clear the sweat off and cool
down. The frolicking part caused the inexperienced young teen to become
aroused which also caused some embarrassment on his part.

Hey Brett, around our house it's no big deal," I told him, David nodding
his head in support. The shy boy was still reluctant about leaving the
safety of the water.

"Hey," David exclaimed, "how about an old fashioned circle jerk. We
haven't done that in a long time, which was true. Dane piped up and
encouraged his boy saying that way he'd get over having a boner in front
of others, or at least David and me, in short order.

"Besides," he added with a smile, "It's an easy way to get prepared for
having sex with these old guys."  I moved in close to my lover and began
fondling him under the water. David reciprocated and the two teens did
the same, a little kissing helping the project along and three minutes
later we all exited the pool, four hard cocks breaking the water like so
many flesh colored periscopes. As I said, I'd seen David's dick on a
regular basis for over a year so size in and of itself isn't all that
much of an interest to me any more. Seeing a fully hard ten inch cock on
a boy of Brett's age and stature was almost jaw dropping.

It wasn't a circle jerk in the classical sense but more of four guys
lying around and jacking off together. Now that isn't to say that it
wasn't hot cuz it was. I always enjoyed having a good rack off with
friends or lovers and it being Brett's first time so to speak, well it
was even more fun. Dane ran and grabbed the lube, slathered himself then
tossed it to Brett. Only took a moment before three feet of cock was
lubed and ready for action and the action was beginning. We all sat in
the lanai chairs and did the deed, legs spread out as wide as they'd go.
I still couldn't get over Brett's dick. Standing up between his legs it
resembled the floor shift in an old truck. I wondered if he ever sucked
his dick, assumed he did and went back to paying attention to my own
body.

David and I hadn't had sex for a couple of days, no particular reason, so
I figured it should be at least a passable orgasm. I mean, is there
really any such thing as a bad orgasm. Not in my book. The boys were busy
as a boy could be in that situation, both loving themselves and tugging
on their collective nuts.

"Tell me when you're gonna cum baby," Dane said and his new boyfriend
nodded his pretty blond head in assent. David and I had eye contact and
the message passed was "nice". I'd love to tell you that it was an
incredible event but it wasn't. It satisfied a need for all of us.
Everybody changed techniques a couple of times but that was it. I knew
that Dane was bringing his lover into our group slowly, as it should be,
and the likelihood of Brett eventually being active will all of us was a
given.  And being the youngest of the group, his lover was the first to
squirt and announced it to Dane. I knew that my baby boy wanted to cum
with Brett, a sort of bonding experience that boys seemed to do.

David and I watched, along with the two boys, as Brett stroked his big
cock into an eruption of stringy white goo that splattered his upper
torso. It was no huge fest since his cock head was practically there
already. Dane tugged on his balls and encouraged his own body to give of
the juices of life and he moaned loudly as his body cooperated and dumped
a fair amount of cum onto his panting belly. The lack of a big cum shot
was an indicator to me that my baby boy had been draining his young balls
quite frequently since Brett came into his life.

David and I concentrated on achieving our own orgasms and the boys
watched. My lover held one hand at the base of his thick stick pulling
the skin tight while his other hand concentrated on mauling the swollen
head. Needless to say it didn't take long before David groaned and
spermed. The first shot landed on the front of his left shoulder and was
followed by five more jets of creamy cum. The next few offerings were
mere burps of cum followed by the oozing stage. Me, I just jacked off and
came. No fuss, no muss, no big deal, no huge cum shot, a simple sperming
was all it was, but a nice one none the less. Having Brett watch me for
the first time was kinda sexy and helped encourage my body to perform.

"Wow that was sort of intense," Brett observed and we all agreed with him
although for the rest of us it was pretty normal. We cleaned off by
diving into the pool and playing for a while longer then got out, dried
off and ate more fresh fruit along with breads and pastries that had been
delivered to our door early that morning. Having money certainly had its
perks.

By then it was almost eleven and we had no plans. Dane suggested we troop
on over and introduce ourselves to our new neighbors and David suggested
we invite them over for a barbecue that afternoon. Everyone was in
agreement so we dressed, reluctantly, in shorts, tanks, and slippers and
went out our front gate.

The property next to ours wasn't gated per say, having only a waist high
fence that separated it from the beach. There was no gate, a simple
opening in the fence sufficing for an entryway. An older "tropics" style
design, the home had a veranda that covered the entire front of the two
story structure and appeared to continue along the sides. There lots of
windows on both levels, paned in 8 inch square panels, the sets of
"butterfly" windows open to catch the morning breeze. In the center were
two sets of French doors that were open, allowing us to see into the
house, although it was somewhat dark so we couldn't see a lot. We could
hear voices and as we climbed the three steps to the veranda a boy came
around one side of the house. And what a boy he was.

He looked to be anywhere from fifteen to seventeen. About Five seven and
a hundred sixty pounds, give or take on both, he had porcelain skin
framed by long and somewhat wavy blonde hair. Deep blue eyes added color
to the top portion a perfectly shaped face, his somewhat rosy lips did
the same for the bottom part. He was fucking beautiful.

"May I help you?" the God asked in a voice that was beginning to deepen
into manhood and carried an accent that sounded northern European.

"Hey. We're your neighbors," I said nodding my head to my left. "I'm
Cody, this is David, Brett, and Dane," I said pointing to each one who in
turn nodded toward the boy.

"I'm Evar," he said. "If you will wait a moment," and he disappeared into
the house. We all looked at each other and Dane actually said it.

"A little weird doncha think? Beautiful, but weird." We all nodded our
heads then looked back toward the inside of the house and what I saw, and
assume that the others did too, was a mountain. And it was moving. And it
was moving our way. David laughed out loud and when the mountain was
about to step through the door he called out,

"Kavika get your happy brown ass out here and say hello." The man stepped
out onto the porch and squinted in the bright light and looked us over,
the expression on his broad face not at all inviting, and in a deep bass
voice asked,

"Who's asking about my happy brown ass?" Then his face broke out into a
huge smile, rather like a Grizzly bear I might add, at least as big as
one. "Kavika, you've grown up," he said looking down at David who stepped
up and hugged the huge man, sort of cuz the guy dwarfed David..

"Hey long time no see, watchu doin heah brah?" he asked lapsing into
pidgin. Evar was standing next to him then another boy, identical to Evar
came out from behind the man and stood at the other side.

"We own the house next door and thought we'd stop by and welcome our new
neighbors to the hood and invite them over for a barbecue this
afternoon." David then introduced us to the man including the fact that
he and I were partnered as well as the boys. I thought that a little
strange but hey. Kavika shook our hands, sort of. Actually his hand
dwarfed mine. "Of course you'd have to come with them," David added and
the man simply nodded his head.

"Gunnar will you find Jordan please," Kavika asked. While the boy was
gone David and Kavika sort of caught up on where they'd been and what
they were doing. David asked if the man had gotten his degree and Kavika
nodded his huge head.

"I teach at UH part time and but still do this work which pays hella more
money and gets me out to the beach a lot." As they talked I looked the
guy over. In loose white cotton pants and a t-shirt he looked a solid
four hundred pounds and had to be six seven or more. His biceps looked
like tree limbs in the T and I could only imagine what his legs must look
like. His totally bald and suntanned head only added to the illusion of
"Don't even think about fucking with me.  We heard foot steps then
another man stepped out onto the porch along with Gunnar, or who I
assumed to be Gunnar because yet another boy joined the group.

"What, you guys cloning people in there?" Dane asked as he tried to look
around the group into the house as if searching for lab equipment or more
look alike boys. All three of the look alike boys laughed.

"No, not at all," Evar said.

"We're just identical triplets," the new boy said.

"We get that a lot," Gunnar added.

The new guy extended his hand. "Jordan Neal, what can I do for you?"
David went through the process again, introducing and inviting. Jordan
nodded his head in understanding. "Well I appreciate that but we tend to
avoid socializing. For the obvious reasons," he added. I started to ask
what the obvious reasons were but Kavika intervened.

"Mr. Neal, if I may. I know this guy like five years," he said pointing
to David, "They're all friends with Mr. Bill." Jordan's expression was
one of puzzlement then it was like a light went off.

"You're that Cody," he exclaimed then looked to Dane. "Then you're Mr. De
Marc's grandson Dane." Dane barely got the nod out of his head before all
three boys on the porch went nuts. All excited they swarmed down the
porch and practically mobbed Dane.

"This is so cool," one said

"We're cousins," another said

"And we don't have that many relatives," said the third

"So this is way damn awesome," someone else said. I looked at Jordan.

"Do they always do that?" He nodded his head, the flat expression still
plastered on his face.

"You get used to it."

The boys were all about as excited as teenage boys can be including Dane
who had no relatives that he was aware of and now he had cousins,
triplets at that, and beautiful to boot.

"This is my boyfriend Brett," Dane said, stepping out of the mob and
bringing his lover to the forefront.

"Oh man, you're gay," said one boy

"That's sooo cool," said another.

The one I thought was Gunnar started to say something but Jordan shushed
him. The boy gave Jordan a look and the boy gave it right back.

"He's family Jordan, they all are sort of, they're not gonna say
anything.

"We're gay too," the boy said looking at Dane and Brett, "but it's a very
closely guarded secret."

"Because if our fans found out," another boy said.

"Then it might be a huge problem," said the third.

"Do you guys always do that, finish each other's sentences?" Dane asked
looking at the triplets.

"Yes they do," Jordan said.

"But you get used to it," I added, cutting Jordan off, and everyone
started laughing including Kavika.

"What fans?" Dane asked. "Are you guys like, famous or something."

"Well if Kavika is hanging around they're either very famous or very
rich," David said, adding his two cents worth to the conversation.

"You don't recognize us? A boy asked and Dane shook his head and shrugged
his shoulders.

"Have you ever heard of a band called TIMES THREE, another boy asked.

"That an X instead of time, like the multiplication symbol," the first
boy ask.

 All of us were shaking our heads in response to the question. None of us
had a clue what they boys were talking about.

"Oh man this is so cool," a third boy stated, the same boy who kept using
that phrase.

"Gosh we can be ourselves," a boy said

"regular teenagers for a change," another boy said and of course "so
cool" said

"This is so cool."

"Evar, you have to get a different phrase," Dane said.

All three triplets stopped and looked at Dane with a look of shock on
their faces. "Sorry," Dane said, feeling a like he was being chastised
for making a huge mistake. One of the boys picked up on Dane's feeling.

"No, no," the boy said,

"That's okay, it's not that," a second said, he too seeming to have read
Dane correctly.

"How did you know I was Evar?" Evar asked. By then we were all staring at
Dane. I damn sure couldn't tell the difference and judging from the looks
on everyone's faces, Jordon included, few if any people could.

"Simple, you're wearing an emerald earring, emerald for Evar." Dane
looked at another boy. "Garnet for Gunnar" and then looking at the third
boy said, "Jade for Jorgy."

The triplets began whooping and hollering like cowboys at a bull riding
contest, clapping their hands and jumping all over the place and patting
Dane on the back and shoulders like he's just won a million dollars or
something. Even Jordan's jaw was hanging open a mile.

"Nobody's ever got that," Jorgy said, clearly excited.

"Except Jordan," Gunnar said.

"That is so." and Evar stopped as he caught himself, "awesome," the
adorable boy said and again everybody laughed although Jordan's jaw was
reeled back in and he didn't seem all that amused by the turn of events
which I thought a little odd, the turn of events and his attitude which
was bordering on antagonistic.

"So what's this TIMES THREE thing," I asked and Jordan went on to explain
in a somewhat business like voice.

"The boys are the hottest band in Europe and at the top of the charts
here in the US  as well as in every civilized country on the globe. Their
first CD went double platinum the first month it was out in Europe and
platinum in the US the day it was released. They can't walk down the
street anywhere without people recognizing them so finding people who
don't know who they are is unusual to say the least. Then there are the
autograph hounds, paparazzi and of course the favors and everything else
that goes along with that. The boys sort of promote a wholesome and thus
heterosexual lifestyle although they don't date and have a canned
statement about that which is used for interviews. No one outside of this
group right here knows they're gay so if I seem a little protective
that's the reason. I'm the boy's general manager,"

"And best friend," Evar said cutting the man off.

"In the whole world," Gunnar added softly. Jorgy didn't have anything to
add to that except an expression that resembled love or at least
adoration.

"I also handle all accounting, merchandizing etc etc. etc." He said. "In
short I make it all work without problems, or at least as few problems as
possible so this," he said, waving his hand, "Poses a problem in my
mind." I started to say something and the man held his hand up.

"However, you Cody were recommended by Mr. De Marc as a possible person
to bring on board to handle some of the business in this country. I'd
been planning on contacting you as soon as we got back from this little
sojourn. So that goes along way toward relieving some of my anxiety."

"Well, no offense you guys but I've never heard of you," Dane said and
Brett nodded his head in agreement.

"We tend to private, probably even more than you guys do, celebrity
status not withstanding" David said with a smile. "Radio, TV and such
things are not even remotely important in our lives. I don't want to
sound braggy or anything but all of us are used to being around the rich
and famous. We don't generally get impressed by that or them and we
certainly don't talk about it to others. I understand your concerns
Jordan and hope that I can convey the fact that any information about you
is sacrosanct with us, it goes no where." The tension in the air was
almost palpable but Jordan let go a big sigh and said,

"Fair enough David, Cody."

"So back to the barbecue; we'd love to have you over and it seems even
more appropriate now than it did before.

"How could we refuse," Jordon said but he said it with a smile.