Date: Thu, 06 Sep 2001 13:36:02 -0400
From: Miguel Sanchez <miguel_sanchez55@hotmail.com>
Subject: Fwd: T.D.M.L.B. Book 2, Chapter 5

The story continues. If you are not of legal age to be here, leave now or
ask your parents permission. I don't want someone's parent angry with
me. Don't lose the trust of your parents, believe this or not, they do care
about you. This story is copywrited and protected so don't copy or alter
the context. Distribution of this story without the written consent of the
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You may e-mail the author at: miguel_sanchez55@hotmail.com. I try to
respond to all letters.

Here are some stories by others that are worth reading. Jonah by OVD in
Adult/youth section (posted on 8/30/01). Houseboat on the Bay by
Galacticflute in Beginnings section (posted on 7/22/01). Will and Tyler in
High School section (posted on 9/1/01).

Thanks to you all who have stuck with me. I am on the mend and doing a
little better each day. It will take time but I should return to almost
85%. I will not, however, be able to fight fires again and my future
options are open as I have two paths I can take. As I get stronger, I am
sure the correct path will become clear.

Miguel Sanchez


The Day My Life Began, Book 2

A New Beginning - Life With My Two Boys

Chapter 5 - Bryce's Education

	I reached for the towel just as he arched his back and released
this sound from his throat like he was fixing to explode.
	The next thing heard was "Oh, gawd Dad. Here it comes."
	If I hadn't moved over when I did, my teen idol would have drowned
me in his spunk. I saw how much he released and thought it impossible if I
hadn't seen it for myself. Bryce fired five of the largest rounds of jizz I
had ever seen for one his age.
	I reached my arm under his neck and held his as he returned from
his orgasmic high. After what seemed like an hour, three minutes in
reality, I asked the question. "How was it?"
	All Bryce could say was one word. "Wow."
	I handed him the towel so he could clean up his chest and
stomach. When he was done, he smiled and kissed my cheek softly
saying. "Wicked. That had to be the best cum I've ever had."
	I smiled at him and whispered into his ear saying. "It just takes a
little practice."
	"Thanks for being so patient and understanding, Dad. I love you."
Bryce began to close his eyes while saying this and was sound asleep when
he finished his last word.
	I kissed my boy on the head and closed my eyes for some much needed
sleep.
	Meanwhile, Jimmy and Davey were making their own music down the
hall. Davey and Jimmy were kissing deep and passionately while doing a
physical examination of each others body. Davey had a lip lock on Jimmy's
tongue while his hand was caressing Jimmy's hard pleasure pole. Jimmy has
his hand on Davey's nipple giving him chills.
	Davey gently moved Jimmy's hand so he could move. He turned around
and began licking Jimmy's chest concentrating on his nipples. They were
about the size of penny's but when the nipple got hard they looked somewhat
like those of a girl's. Davey knew this turned Jimmy on so while he was
working on his chest, his hand was exploring between Jimmy's butt
cheeks. He found his little pucker and teased it lightly. When he felt the
opening relax, he gently pushed foward sliding inside. Jimmy moaned as he
felt Davey's finger ease into his backside. Almost automatically, Jimmy
spread his legs so his lover could have an easier access to his
backdoor. As he began to rub Jimmy's hole, Davey began to work his way down
to Jimmy's love pole.
	Jimmy was moaning with pleasure as Davey found his boyhood. Slowly
Davey licked the tip of Jimmy's tool. Jimmy sucked wind as he felt the rush
of pleasure. Davey gently worked more and more of his lover's tool into his
mouth. So he had Jimmy's dick engulfed in his mouth and his finger rubbing
his prostate.
	Davey sensed Jimmy's impending orgasm so he readied himself to
receive his lovers load. Jimmy's eyes had rolled upward and his lids had
closed. He was hitting maximum overload. The sensations Jimmy was feeling
were becoming so strong, he knew he wouldn't last much longer.
	Jimmy moaned. "Oh gawd Davey. I'm gonna ccuuummm!"
	Davey went into overdrive sucking his friends pole. Davey felt
Jimmy shudder then fire his first volley of cum into his mouth. He pushed
his finger deeper into his friends asshole to hit his love button time and
time again. Each time he hit it, Jimmy would fire another shout into his
waiting mouth. Davey quickly swallowed each load that entered. He wasn't
going to let a single drop of love juice escape and he didn't. He looked at
Jimmy, smiled and said "I love you James Thomas. Happy Birthday"
	Jimmy replied as he reached for Davey, "I love you too, David
Anderson, Jr. Thanks." Jimmy pulled Davey to him and kissed him
passionately.
	Both boys were spent from their sexual workout. They fell asleep in
each others arms and stayed like that until morning.
	Saturday began reletively uneventfull. I was up first taking care
of my usual ministrations. Pee first, refill my bladder with coffee then
pee again. As I went to empty my bladder again, Bryce was trying his hand
at self satisfaction. Just as I opened the bedroom door, he fired. I
couldn't help but satre at my young God as he fired five shots of his boy
juice. He opened his eyes just as he was coming back to reality. When he
saw me satring at him, he just smiled. I smiled back and quickly entered
the bathroom to take care of not one but two problems. First I had to empty
my very full baldder then I somehow had to take care of my raging boner.
	I turned on the shower and quickly stepped in. I grabbed the soap
and with a couple of quick tugs on my tool, I fired seven of the most
powerfull blasts I had ever had.
	Just after I popped my pistol, Bryce was standing behind me with
his arms wrapped around my waist. He whispered into my ear. "Did I do
that?"
	I turned around and looked into his sexy eyes and replied. "Yes you
did you sexy boy. It's all your fault."
	He giggled saying. "Good. I'm glad I have that effect on you. I
just wish it was my hand on your willy."
	I had to compose myself after that statement. "Well, maybe next
time." I finished rinsing my deflating tool as Bryce began washing my
hair. Suddenly, my dick began to rise again. This kid was having a major
effect on my hormones. Then next thing I know, I was feeling his hand on my
blood engorged tool. Before I could say a word, I blew my load again.
	I suddenly became very weak in the knees and Bryce wrapped his
strong arm around my waist and held pn for dear life.
	"I got you, Dad." He said. "I won't let you fall."
	He held me as I regained my strength and composure. I tried to be
mad at him but try as I might, I couldn't. This kid had an effect on me
that was as powerfull as my wife had. The strange thing was I loved it and
I wanted it to continue. My mind was saying no, no, no but my heart was
saying yes, yes, yes. My heart was winning.
	I had let myself give into the peter principle. The little head had
taken over the big one. Now I had to get the big head back in control of my
body. I looked at him and said. "Please don't do that again."
	Bryce looked at me and asked. "You didn't enjoy that?"
	"Oh God, son." I replied. "You know I loved it but you're a child
and I am an adult. Do you realize the trouble I could get into if Miss
Parker ever found out what you did?"
	Tears began to well up in Bryce's eyes. I wrapped my arms around
him as he said. "I'm sorry Dad. I don't want you to get in trouble but I
love you so much that I just wanted to do that."
	I heald him close and said. "I know and I love you too. I'm
supposed to be the adult here and not let things like that happen. If you
were an adult, things would be different but you're not. This is why I
can't let this happen again. Sex between an adult and a child is wrong."
	We finished our shower and got dried. I continued to explain things
to Bryce as we got dressed. "Son, the purpose of having laws are designed
to protect children from being abused. Adults have the power to take
advantage of children because they are brought up to do as adults tell
them. When they use that power to touch kids where they shouldn't, that's
abuse and it wrong. I know you want me to touch you and you want to touch
me. You want to do this because you love me. People would say that my love
for you is based solely on sex. I realize that that's not the case but
people would still think and say that. I would like nothing better for us
to have that kind of relationship, if you were 18."
	Bryce just stared at me. He looked deep into my eyes and said. "I
do understand. I don't like it, but I do understand. I know a boy in
Australia who was forced into having sex with a man. He got hurt very bad
when the man had anal sex with him. I also know that you could never do
anything like that to me."
	I looked back into his eyes. "Son, I love you so much that I won't
have sex of any kind with you until you are an adult. If, and I do mean if,
you wish to take our relationship further when you turn 18, then you will
have to come to me and start things because I will not. OK?"
	Bryce kissed me and simply said "deal."
	We went back downstairs and the birthday boy and his lover were in
the kitchen having breakfast. Jimmy still had a glow about him that told me
what they did last night. Bryce poured us each a cup of coffee when the
phone began to ring.
	"Who could that be on a Saturday morning?" I asked as I went to
pick up the receiver. "Hello."
	"G'day mate." a voice said on the other end. May I speak to
Mr. Mark Thomas?"
	"Speaking." I replied.
	"Mr Thomas, this is Price Watters. I'm the solicitor assisting
Mr. Neil Rosen in the search for Bryce's natural father."
	"I see." I replied. "Have you found something?"
	He continued. "Well yes I have. A man calling himself Tom Collins
claims to be the boy's biological father. He claims to have written proof
to his claim."
	I listened then said. "Well, he can have all the written proof he
wants. Unless he has blood that matches Bryce's, he's not the father."
	Price continued. "Here in Australia, we don't require that burden
of proof."
	I fired back. "We ain't in Australia, we are here in America and we
do. You tell Mr. Collins that he better have a good lawyer because he's
going to need one. No blood, no boy!"
	Mr. Watters continued. "As long as he is in Australia, the burden
of proof is less and his claim may be validated by the court here in
Sydney."
	"Possession is 9/10ths of the law and I posess the boy." I
countered.
	"Mr. Thomas, Bryce is an Asutralian citizen and..." Mr. Watters
said.
	"Bryce has an American passport and that means he is an American
citizen." I returned. "As long as he has that and he is in the United
States, he is American. Now, if he wants to come here and try to prove his
claim, he can. Just remember, he has to have undeniable proof of his
paternity and that means he will have to submit to a DNA test if he expects
to file claim as to being the child's father. You can pass that stipulation
to Mr. Collins. One more thing, I will pass this information on to
Mr. Rosen so he knows."
	"Mr. Watters said. "I have already spoken to him. That is how I got
your phone number. G'day."
	I hung up the phone and went back into the kitchen. The boys were
looking at me waiting for me to drop the other shoe. I looked at Bryce and
instantly fell under his spell again. "You heard?" I asked.
	Bryce nodded his head. "Now I see why you took the blood from me
arm. Is he really going to fight you for custody?"
	I said "I don't know if he is or not but, since you are in America,
he will have to play by our rules."
	"OK, Dad." Bryce said. "What do I have to do to get into the fire
academy?"
	I looked at him and said. "You're sreious about this, aren't you?"
	He said. "Yes, I am."
	"Well," I said. First thing you have to do is become an Emergency
Medical Technician. All the firemen are certified EMT's or higher. The
reason for this is that if an ambulance crew is not available and a medical
call comes in, there is a fire crew that can start taking care of the
person until one gets clear. The city will not even give you an application
unless you are an EMT and you have to be at least 16 years old before you
can take the classes. This is what I suggest. You can join the rescue squad
at 15 as a First Responder and get experience. They will also send you to
the EMT program at their cost as long as you agree to work 12 hours per
month with them."
	Bryce thought about what I told him. "That dosen't sound bad,
Dad. When can I start?"
	I thought for a minute and said. "Why don't we go over to station 5
and see when the next first responder's class is starting? You can get an
application and start filling out while you are there."
	Bryce was hyped. "Great Dad. Let's go."
	Bryce was pulling me by the hand. "Let me get my keys first."
	"Here thay are, come on let's go." Bryce said still pulling my
hand.
	We drove over to the station and Bryce was chatting a mile a
minute. He was so keyed up he wasn't making any sense in what he was
saying. The first responder's course lasted ten weeks. It met three nights
a week from 6 to 10 PM. Bryce's 16th birthday was in October. It was the
first week in March so he would get some experience with the squad before
being able to start his EMT course.
	When we arrived at the station, the unit's secretary was on duty so
she got Bryce an application. He went into the bay to a picnic table so he
could fill out the application. I talked with the secretary and
said. "Please don't show him favoritism just because he is my boy?"
	She looked at me and said. "If he is half the person you are, Mark
he will be voted in. We won't give him special treatment even though we
hardly ever refuse an applicant unless there is something in their
background that prevents them from joining."
	"When is the next first responder's class due to start?" I asked
her.
	She looked at the calendar and said. "The next one begins in three
weeks. I can do the usual background check and you can bring him to our
meeting Monday night and he can be voted on then. I'll need you to sign
these. One is parental permission since he is a minor and the other is for
the juvenile court to do a backgroung check."
	I signed the papers and Bryce had returned with the completed
application. He handed her the application and she smiled when she saw he
was born in Sydney. "Sydney, huh mate?" she said.
	Bryce smiled when he heard her accent. "Where you from, mam?"
	"Brisbane." she said with a grin. "My name's Terry, not mam."
	Bryce smiled and said "Yes, mam."
	"Knock it off." she said.
	I stepped in saying "Terry, he is being polite. This is what I have
taught him. Once he knows you better, he'll relax."
	Bryce seemed to relax some after hearing that and so did
Terry. Just then the squad's captain came in.
	"Hi, Mark." He said. "What brings you here on your day off?"
	I looked at him as said. "Bryce wants to join this nut house,
although I fail to see why."
	The captain just laughed. "Nut house? That's rich. Is he fixing to
follow in his old man's footsteps?"
	"Old man?" I said. You're older than me?"
	"Ooooh." Terry said. "One for Mark."
	The captain looked at Bryce's application. Do you have you driver's
license yet?"
	Bryce smiled and said. "Yes sir. Had it for a while now."
	"The rules state that you have to be off probation and 18 before
you can touch any vehicle. I hate to say this but you won't be able to
drive for a while." The captain said.
	"Yes, sir." Bryce said. "Dad explained this to me. I don't expect
special treatment either."
	Just then the alarm went off. A voice said "Rescue 5, Zone 5,
Engine 5, Rescue 14, Zone 14, Engine 14. 10-50 PI, (Accident with
injuries). 15th and Baltic. Possible entrapment. Priority 1. Time out
1337. Rescue 5, Zone 5, Engine 5, Rescue 14, Zone 14, Engine 14. 10-50 PI,
(Accident with injuries). 15th and Baltic. Possible entrapment. Priority
1. Time out 1337."
	The captain said "Zone 5 is unmanned. Mark will you..."
	I went to the ram to get my coveralls.
	I heard him say. "Take Bryce with you so he can watch and learn but
keep him....."
	I raised my hand saying "Got it."
	I put on my coveralls and I headed to the Ford Crown Victoria that
was Zone 5.
	Terry threw a pair to Bryce saying. "Put these on in the rig as she
went to her ambulance. Her partner Jim got in on the passenger's side and
Bryce climed into the back. Rescue 522 responding."
	I started the car and picked up the microphone saying. "Zone 5
responding."
	A voice replied. " 10-4 Rescue 522, Zone 5. Time out 1339."
	Terry turned on the lights and siren to the ambulance and I did the
same in the car. We were off heading to the scene.
	A voice said. "Dispatch to Zone 5."
	I replied "go, ahead."
	The voice asked. "Who is in Zone 5?"
	I replied "Medic 51."
	She said "Are you EMS 5 or Zone 5?"
	I replied "EMS 5 and I have command."
	The voice repiled "10-4 EMS 5. All units responding to the 10-50 PI
at 15th and Baltic, EMS 5 has command."
	The responding units began acknowledging the dispatcher and I was
getting a picture of who I had going to the scene.
	I heard a voice say "Zone 14 10-97 (On location). Zone 14 to EMS
5."
	The dispatcher said "10-4 Zone 14. 10-97 at 1345."
	I replied "go ahead."
	"We have a two car 10-50 with confirmed entrapment. Engine 14 will
take the first car. Can you have Engine 5 stage on the second and open the
driver's door?" Zone 14 said.
	I went to reply when I heard. "Engine 5 copy Zone 14. The engine
from 14 was working on the first car, a large SUV when I arrived. Engine 5
arrived and Rescue 522 was right behind the engine. Terry had Bryce saty
right on her heels.
	I called dispatch. "Zone 5, 522 and Engine 5 10-97 (on location)."
	The dispatcher repiled saying "10-4 Zone 5. 522 and Engine 5 10-97
at 1348."
	"Bryce, stay with me and do as I tell you and you'll be fine."
Terry said.
	Bryce stuck to her like glue. They went to the engine and grabbed
the pump to the jaws of life. Jim, Terry's partner, grabbed the jaws and
the hydraulic lines and went to the second car, a pick up truck.
	Bryce took the lines and connected them to the pump then went back
to the engine to get the cutter and lines. He returned and connected then
to the pump.
	Terry pulled on the cord to the engine to the pump and it came to
life. The firemen began removing the glass to the truck.
	"Breaking glass!" was heard.
	Bryce dropped his head. The next thing heard was the loud "POP"
when the glass punch broke the window glass.
	After that, the glass was swept away out of the frame. Terry handed
the jaws to the fireman and he began to slowly peel the door open. After
several minutes, the door was opened and the medics began working on the
driver.
	I went over to the SUV and watched that crew open that vehicle
up. They worked like a Swiss watch. All in perfect unison. They had the
door opened and were removing that driver when I arrived. I watched as the
paramedic started an IV in his arm. I heard the paramedic ask for several
blood collection tubes. He suspected the driver had been drinking so he
took the required blood so it could be tested for alcohol.
	Terry and Jim were inside the pick up and Bryce was taking a set of
vitals on the driver by the open door. Once that was done they got the
driver onto a back board and put him into a cervical collar to prevent his
head from moving. I went over once he was out and started an IV on him. I
also suspected this driver of drinking so he had blood drawn for
testing. The police were there handeling traffic control and the rubber
neckers. Since I had started an IV on the driver, I was required to ride
with the patient to the hospital.
	Terry and Bryce loaded him into the back of the ambulance and Jim
took the zone car to the hospital.
	Terry told Bryce what to say to the dispatcher. Bryce said "Rescue
522 enroute to Beach with one ALS patient on board and EMS 5."
	The dispatcher replied saying "10-4 522. In route to Beach with one
ALS patient on board and EMS 5. Time 1425."
	I saw Terry give Bryce a high five and say "Good job, mate. Where
did you learn how to take vitals like that?"
	Bryce just smiled and pointed into the back saying "Me Dad."
	I was reevaluating the patient so I could give the hospital my
report. "522 to Beach with a patient report."
	I heard a voice say "Beach go ahead 522."
	I gave my report. "522 in route to your facility with a victum of a
two car MVA (motor vehicle accident). He was trapped inside his vehicle for
about 15 minutes awaiting extrication. Upon entry to vehicle, driver was
conscious and vitals were B/P (blood pressure) 110 over 70, pulse 88 and a
respiration of 14. His vitals in the unit are B/P 120 over 76, pulse is 82
and respirations are 12. I have him on oxygen at a rate of 4 liters per
minute by nasal canula and an IV of normal saline established. The patient
appears to have consumed alcohol and blood has been drawn for lab
testing. Patient is conscious and alert. There are no indications of broken
bones but is packaged for spine and neck precautions. Estimated time of
arrival to your location is 5 minutes. Awaiting further insturctions."
	The voice came back saying "10-4 522. Nothing further at this
time. Continue monitoring patient. We await your arrival. Beach clear."
	We headed to the hospital with our lights and siren on. I looked at
Bryce and he had a grin from ear to ear. He was enjoying his first run.
	We pulled into the hospital and parked by the ambulance entrance.
	Bryce called dispatch "522 10-97 (on location) Beach."
	The dispatcher replied "10-4 522. Time 1435."
	Bryce and Terry unloaded the patient and I walked in front of the
gurney. I gave the doctor my report and turned him over to the staff there
for treatment.
	Terry and I did our paperwork while Bryce watched very closely. He
knew this was just as important as the work in the field. He even caught a
couple of minor errors we had made. Terry and I looked at each other saying
"he's going to be good in a few years."
	When we finished our reports, Jim was there with the zone car. I
smacked Bryce on the butt and said "Good job, kid!"
	He looked at me and returned the smack and said "thanks, Dad."
	I was proud of the job he did. I hadn't realized that he had paid
such close attention to what I had been teaching him. He had proved me
wrong. I would love to see him and Jimmy together when he becomes a
firefighter and Jimmy becomes a doctor. I think that would be my happiest
and proudest moment of my life.
	It was almost 3:30 when all the paperwork was finished and we
cleared with dispatch to headed back to the station. On the way back, 522
got another call. We were not needed so it was back to the fire house for
us. I parked the car at the station and we both got ourselves a cold
drink. The captain was smiling nodding his head in approval to me. He was
saying he knew the job Bryce did and it met with his approval. This made me
feel good. I knew I would not have to worry about him not being able to
handle himself. Everyone has their own particular baptism under fire and
Bryce would have his coming soon. He and his partner would have to handle
that themselves. This would be one trial I could not handle for him but
would be when it was over.
	When we got home, it was now 4:30. Davey and Jimmy were standing at
the fromt door asking their usual questions. "How was your day?"
	The two of us were only gone a few hours but they knew I handled a
call. I have a scanner with all the fire and emergency medical services
channels programed so I can hear what is going on through out the city and
I knew the boys were listening to it.
	Jimmy said he had heard Bryce's voice on the radio and Davey was
patting Bryce on the back. I let the three of them chatter away about the
day's activities as I fixed myself another cold drink and headed for my
recliner and the television. My two chatter boxes went upstairs so Bryce
could give them a debriefing.
	The next thing I knew, it was 6:00 and my stomach was
growling. Jimmy was hanging his head udside down over mine and I jumped
when I saw his eyes. Our heads banged together and I knew first hand just
how hard his head was. Davey was giggling and Bryce was holding his
ribs. Jimmy and I were rubbing our foreheads from where they had butted
together.
	"What's for dinner?" all three said in unison. "We're hungry."
	"Who wants pizza?" I asked.
	Bryce handed me the phone and I had two large pizzas with the works
delivered to the house. I looked at Bryce and Davey and they were
filthy. "Hey you two, hit the showers while the pizza is on the way." They
sacmpered up the stairs and went to their respective showers.
	Jimmy looked at me and said "I need you permission for something."
	His expression was serious so know I was in trouble. "What's on
your mind?"
	He answered me very matter of factly. "We want Bryce tonight."
	"You have him." I answered. "So why are you asking me?"
	Jimmy looked at me and said. "You don't understand Dad. Davey and I
want Bryce tonight."
	I was just staring at him until Jimmy said again. "We want his
body."
	Suddenly I came out of my trance. "That's something you two will
have to speak to him about son. I don't control his body or his mind."
	Jimmy wasn't sure what to say then. "Are you sure Dad? We know how
you feel about him. That's why I'm asking first."
	I looked at Jimmy very seriously and said. "Son, we had a talk
about that a while ago and we have an understanding. I won't go into it
with you because it's personal. If you and Davey want to do something with
Bryce, that's up to you two and him."
	Jimmy just smiled as the door bell rang. We both got up and went to
the door. Jimmy to get the food and me to pay the driver. As soon as the
aroma of pizza filled the house, there were two more boys present.
	Davey got the paper plates and Bryce fixed the drinks. A new
Saturday night tradition at the Thomas house hold had been started. Pizza,
soda and the movie channel.
	The boy's found a decent movie and we all decided to watch. At
10:45, the movie ended and the two youngest decided to call it a
night. Bryce was tired from the day's activities and he was ready for bed
also. I gave the boys a good night kiss and they headed for their
respective rooms, or so I thought.
	Remembering what Jimmy had asked eariler, I was wondering what
Bryce was going to do. All of a sudden, I found out. There in his all
together was Bryce with a smirk on his face. "Go get something on, now!" I
said.
	Bryce was gone and back in a flash. "What do I do, Dad?" he said.
	I thought for a second and said. "Anything you feel comfortable
doing. I already had a talk with Jimmy, if that makes you feel any
better. Does it, sport?"
	Bryce was all smiles. Blimey, dad. You mean it?"
	I stood up and put my arms around him and said. "Have fun and be
careful." I kissed him on the top of his head.
	Bryce was a little more foward. He planted one square on my
lips. He has two very sweet lips. "Thanks." Was all he said as he went back
upstairs.
	I went back and sat down. I had thought about this for some time
after Jimmy had asked me about his plan and even though I wasn't totally
keen on the idea, I had to trust Bryce that he would not let things get out
of hand. I finished watching the news then secured the house before going
to bed.
	Back in Jimmy's room, Bryce was being treated as if he was a
God. Jimmy and Davey had him in the middle of the bed sending his mind into
sexual overload. Jimmy was doing a tongue and mouth exploratory while Davey
was working on his chest.
	Davey found Bryce's nipples enticing. They were bigger than Jimmy's
and when he suckled on them they turned Davey on. While working here, his
hand was heading south of the border.
	They had removed Bryce of his robe as soon as he came back into
their room and Davey was about to be the first to feel Bryce's uncut
manhood. Davey gently stroked it and slid the foreskin back and ran his
thumb around his purple glans.
	As soon as Bryce felt this, his moaned deeply into Jimmy's
mouth. "Oh gawd, mate. I think I've died and gone to heaven."
	Jimmy licked his ear and said. "You ain't seen nothin' yet, bro."
Jimmy reached down and felt his brither's joy stick. It felt hard and soft
all at the same time. Jimmy leaned down and licked the precum slicked
tip. He felt Bryce shudder. This was all the encouragement Jimmy needed. He
engulfed Bryce's dick with his warm mouth and gave him his first lesson in
Pleasure 101 as his hand played with his balls.
	While Jimmy was working on Bryce's dick, Davey was gently probing
for Bryce's pucker. When he found that magic spot, he pushed in ever so
gently. Bryce lifted his legs up as if they were on autopilot. Davey wet
his finger and slid into the first knuckle. Bryce moaned and Davey returned
the favor with his own tongue search. Davey began pushing in deeper and
Jimmy was taking Bryce's 4 1/2" down his throat like a champ. As soon as
Davey hit Bryce's prostate, that was all she wrote.
	Bryce arched his back and moaned "Oh gawd, I gonna cum any second."
	When Davey heard this, he pushed a little harder on his prostate
and Jimmy sucked harder. Davey's tongue was at war inside Bryce's mouth and
he wasn't going to lose.
	Bryce was hitting maximum sexual sensory overload. Davey hit the
button one last time. "Blimey, mates. I can't hold out any more. I'm
ccuuummmmiiinnnggg!!!"
	He fired three of the largest loads Jimmy had ever had inside his
mouth. He swallowed fast and hard not wanting to miss a single drop. Davey
pushed Jimmy's head away so he could get some and he wasn't
disappointed. Bryce had two good shots left that Davey wasn't quite
prepared for what he got. He didn't lose a drop either but had to hold it
for a second until he caught his breath. Then he swallowed and kissed
Jimmy. They both looked at Bryce who was laying there with his eyes shut
tight like he had died and gone to heaven. He had, almost.
	Davey and Jimmy kissed their brother and he opened his eyes. "Man,
what a rush." Bryce said. "That was bloody fantastic, how did you do that?"
	Jimmy looked at him and asked. "Was this your first blow job?"
	Bryce closed his eyes and just nodded is head. "Yeah, it
was. Please don't laugh?"
	Davey cuddled close to his brother and said. "Hey, we would never
laugh at you, your our brother. Everyone has to get their first sometime
and just did. How did you like it?"
	All Bryce could say was "wicked, mates."
	A lot more was said and done that evening but when they finally did
fall to sleep, they did not wake up until almost noon.
	I awoke around 8. At 9, I was wondering if those three were still
alive so I went upstairs and quietly opened the door. All three cuddled
together sleeping soundly so I closed the door, went back down stairs and
finished my coffee. Tomorrow was back to the grind for all of us. I had
work and the boys had school. Davey was spending one of his few weekends
here with us since her has to live at home during the school year.

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Will Bryce make it into the Rescue Squad? How will other's react when they
learn who his father really is? Find out in chapter 6.