Date: Sat, 2 Mar 2013 23:00:26 -0500
From: Alessandro Abbondanti <alessandro.bendotato@gmail.com>
Subject: Mr A and His Boys: The Beach House 2

**AUTHOR'S NOTE. PLEASE READ!**

Sorry it took so long. I had hoped to finish last weekend, but I had to
attend a conference on Friday and Saturday. As I said previously, for the
next couple of months, I won't be able to work as quickly as I did in
January, but I'll try to get another chapter banged out before the end of
March.

Feedback and suggestions welcome, as always. See the note at the end for
contact information. Please note that my e-mail has changed!

Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction; any resemblance to
real persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. If you're not old
enough to read this, go away. This story is fantasy. It didn't happen. It
will never happen. Don't do it. This story contains depictions of
consensual sex between adult and teenage males. All roles in the movie of
my life, however, are played by people aged 18 and over. If you are not
interested in reading about this (or other male-on-male sex), STOP
READING. This story is mine; don't steal it or post elsewhere without my
permission.  (That means I own it, and I have copyrighted it, in case you
were confused.)

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The shower was quite large with a glass wall and door. The other walls and
floor were covered with brown tile. Two showerheads were fixed on opposite
walls, and a large rain-style showerhead hung from the middle of the
ceiling. A bench, also covered in tile, had been built into the wall.

"God damn, this is the fanciest shower I've ever seen," I said as we
stepped inside. The shower was more than large enough to accommodate all
four of us. We could have added a couple more people and still have had
plenty of room to maneuver.

Mitchell grinned. "Yeah, my parents did some ridiculous renovations earlier
this year. I guess they decided the whole family needed to be able to
shower at the same time if necessary. Not that we've ever done that," he
quickly added.

I laughed. "Suuure," I said teasingly.

We turned on the two facing showers and adjusted the temperature. Soon,
steam was rising from the floor and coated the glass. Paden and I stood
under one showerhead while Colin and Mitchell stood under the other. We all
were hard.

Paden and I soaped up our hard, smooth bodies. I coated my muscular chest
with lather and pinched my small, brown nipples. Goosebumps covered my
exposed skin. I ran my fingers over my washboard abs, feeling each hard
ridge. I placed one soapy fingertip in my navel, cleansing the small hole
of sweat and dried precum. My cock drooped slightly under its own weight
and the heat of the shower, but it remained hard.

I reached down between my legs and started soaping my nutsac, which was
hanging lower than normal thanks to the steam. I pulled on the wrinkled
bag, causing my dick to point out from my body, aiming at the two freshly
fucked boys opposite me.

Colin and Mitchell were cleaning each other, rubbing their hands over each
other's bodies, stroking each other's teencocks with their soapy
hands. Mitchell gently cleansed Colin's ass, using a soft, wet cloth on the
older boy's cummy hole. Then they switched, and Colin wiped my precum and
lube from Mitchell. He winced slightly when Colin touched his well-used
fuckhole with the cloth.

Paden and I grinned at each other, enjoying the scene of our two bottom
boys taking care of each other after the poundings we had given them. Soap
and water ran down over Paden's chest and stomach, cascading along his
v-shaped torso and running into his pubes. He was lazily stroking the
nearly 9-inch length of his 16-year-old stud tool.

Colin had knelt behind Mitchell and was tonguing the younger jock's
hole. Mitchell was bent over with his hands braced on the wall. Paden and I
viewed the action from the side, watching Colin bury his face between
Mitchell's smooth muscle cheeks. Mitchell's hard prick jutted out from his
body, and Colin reached around to stroke it while he tongue-fucked
Mitchell's hole.

I reached over and grabbed Paden's dick with my left hand, replacing his
hand with my own, and started stroking him. I slid my hand up to the top of
his dick and squeezed my fingers tightly around the corona of his swollen
glans. He grunted and shook; his knees buckled slightly, and he leaned
against me for stability. I stroked just the head this way, feeling my
boy's powerful rod throb in my hand.

I released his cockhead and brought my hand down the long shaft to his
pubes. Paden reached for my cock and started stroking me. We stood close
together, side-by-side, and masturbated each other's extensive, swollen
shafts.

Colin stood up and rubbed his smooth prick up and down Mitchell's wet ass
crack. He positioned the pointy-head of his cock at Mitchell's hole and
pushed forward, easily entering the boy pussy I had so recently
vacated. Colin closed his eyes and let out a satisfied grunt as he buried
his hard prick to the hilt inside his friend's ass.

Paden and I let go of each other cocks and faced each other. I grabbed the
back of his head and pulled his face to mine, kissing him deeply. I covered
his mouth with my own and pushed my tongue between his lips and into his
mouth. I forced him back against the wall, pushing our bodies together,
still kissing him. His tongue battled against mine, sliding over it and
into my mouth. We were cock-to-cock, chest-to-chest. I grabbed Paden's
hands and held his arms over his head as I began to grind my hips against
him.

My super fat Italian prick dominated his, easily covering the entire girth
of his teenmeat, but only slightly exceeding his length. Our bodies and
cocks were slick with soap, water, and my leaking prejizz.

My cock slipped off of his and landed with a wet smack on his flat stomach;
his cock now rested on my six-pack abs. He groaned and pressed against
me. We struggled together, one oversized prong against the other. I spread
my feet apart somewhat to get better leverage. Then, bending slightly, I
thrust my hips up, as if I were pushing my dick into his hole. My thick,
slippery cock slid easily over his stomach.

I could hear Colin's hips and balls slapping wetly against Mitchell's
thighs and ass. I had a feeling Colin hadn't fucked anyone since he had
broken up with his girlfriend, and he was using that pent up energy on
Mitchell. Mitchell didn't seem to mind; I could hear him whimpering and
moaning.

Paden and I continued our cockfight. Having his muscular teenage body
pressed against mine thrilled me, and each time I felt I his stomach flex
against my cock, I got a little closer to cumming. I knew that Paden felt
the same way, because every time his huge teen prong slid against the hard
ridges of my abs, he shuddered.

I let go of Paden's arms, and he immediately brought them down and wrapped
them around me, pulling our bodies closer together. We broke our kiss, and
his cheek rested against mine. I felt his hot breath on my ear and my knees
got weak. I reached between us and grabbed our dicks, trying (and failing)
to wrap my hand all the way around both slippery sausages. I managed to
hold them together, squeezing them tightly. Paden trembled and rested his
head on my shoulder.

"I'm going to fuck you, BP," I growled into his ear. His body shivered as
the low grumble of my voice traveled down his ear canal.

I looked to my right. Colin had his hands on Mitchell's hips and was
pulling the boy's ass down onto his cock again and again. I knew that this
wasn't the first time that Colin had fucked someone, boy or girl, but for
some reason I felt a sense of pride as I watched him take control of
Mitchell.

I spun Paden around so that he was facing the wall. I pushed his tall,
muscular jock teen body up against the tile and kicked his legs apart. I
lifted his arms up, so that he was standing there, completely open to
me. Starting at his armpits, I tickled his sides with my fingers, tracing
the shape of his muscular back. I massaged his shoulders and then ran my
hands up his arms, squeezing his biceps.

I got on my knees behind Paden and grabbed his hips to position him with
his ass up and out. I lapped at his taint, the spot between his legs where
his scrotum met his ass crack. I reached between his legs to fondle his
balls. I stroked his cum eggs, gently pulling his sac tight, and then I
pulled them back between his legs and sucked first one, then the other
between my lips. His engorged cockhead rested against the tile wall.

Releasing his sac, I spread Paden's smooth, muscular ass cheeks to reveal
his small, brown hole. I dragged my broad tongue up and down the length of
his crack, running it roughly over his hole, but never entering it. I
nipped at his smooth cheeks. Then, I narrowed the tip of my tongue and
touched it to his hole. I swirled my tongue around his opening, teasing
it. His hole twitched. I kissed his hole, and then slid my tongue
inside. Paden shivered. With my lips and tongue, I repeatedly attacked
Paden's hole, making him twitch and moan as I sloppily ate his tight ass.

I pulled my face from Paden's athletic teen butt and stood up. My swollen
9.5-inch cock bounced urgently with each beat of my heart. I gripped the
base and squeezed; the head ballooned larger. Before approaching Paden's
hole, I looked again at Mitchell and Colin. Colin was now sitting on the
bench, and Mitchell was in his lap, reverse cowgirl style. Colin had his
hands on Mitchell's hips and was guiding his lover's ass up and down the
length of his teenprick; Mitchell's long, hard cock bobbed with each
thrust, flopping down between his legs and then flying up against his
stomach.

I stepped to Paden and pressed my mushroomed head against his wet hole. I
felt him tense. I tickled my fingers up and down his spine; he shivered and
relaxed. I pushed forward slowly, easing his hole open. Soon, I had slipped
past the sphincter and was feeding inch after inch of fat Italian meat into
my teen doppelganger's ass.

I reached under Paden and brought my hands up to his shoulders. I grabbed
onto them as I laid the last of my pipe into him. We were locked
together. I pulled back until only the head of my cock remained inside his
ass, and then I pushed forward again slowly. I repeated this move several
times, each time feeling Paden yield a little more.

Finally, I let go of his shoulders and grabbed his waist. I started fucking
him with short, powerful strokes, using his waist to pull him hard against
me, forcing every inch of my dick deep inside of him. He groaned and
whimpered.

I leaned over him, wrapping my right arm under him and around his waist. I
bit his shoulder and grunted in his ear, "You like me inside your tight
hole?"

"Fuck yes," he moaned in response and turned to kiss me.

I heard a loud, long moan from Mitchell and turned in time to see a white
load of teen cum pour out of his dick onto the shower floor and down the
drain. Colin pushed Mitchell off his dick and onto the floor. He stood and
stroked his cock quickly until he let loose his load on Mitchell's smooth,
tanned chest.

Paden used his ass muscles on my cock, squeezing and milking my fuck shaft
as I hammered away at his hole.

We moved toward the bench. I pushed Paden's head down towards the bench,
and he put out his arms to hold himself up. With his ass now arched higher,
I raised myself up on my toes in order to position my cock for deeper
penetration. Pressing down at the base of my dick, I was able to aim my fat
meat straight down into Paden's hole, stabbing at his guts with my girthy
Italian prick.

Colin and Mitchell came to us. Colin slipped under Paden and took his best
friend's slick, swollen schlong between his lips. I could hear him slurping
loudly as he nursed on Paden's distended meat.

Mitchell came up between my legs and stuck out his tongue. He licked at my
sac and tried to suck each egg-sized nut between his red lips, but my hips
were moving so quickly and with such force that he wasn't able to do so
without pulling painfully on my pouch. He contented himself with kissing
and licking my flexing thighs as best he could, and with each thrust his
face was battered my heavy, swinging nutbag.

Mitchell brought his hand up between my legs and worked my g-spot with his
fingertips. Each time he pressed on my prostate, my cock swelled larger
inside Paden and then relaxed.

The force of my thrusts into Paden's ass made it difficult for Colin to
suck his friend's dick, so Colin finally just opened his mouth, turning it
into a open hole for Paden's cock. Every time I pushed myself into Paden, I
shoved him forward, and his cock went into Colin's throat. The hollow sound
of Paden fucking Colin's mouth was quite different from the slurping and
sucking of a regular blowjob, and I loved it.

I pulled out of Paden's ass and let my cock fall heavily onto Mitchell's
face. He opened his mouth and quickly sucked my cockhead, tonguing the tip
and slurping down my precum. I pulled out of Mitchell's mouth and
re-entered Paden. I did this several times, each time feeling my orgasm
build.

"Oh God, Mr. A," I heard Paden moan under me. His ass spasmed around my
shaft. My nuts rose towards my body; my legs shook. I made a final,
balls-deep thrust. Mitchell attached his mouth to my tight, sensitive sac
and sucked. I moaned loudly as the pleasure of Mitchell's tongue on my nuts
overwhelmed me.

Paden and I came at the same time. I heard Colin sputter and gag on the
teen load that quickly filled his mouth. Every nerve in my body was on
fire, tingling, as my hose pumped load after load of thick Italian jism
into Paden's guts. I could feel his body shake from his own orgasm.

I eased out of Paden's ass to let the last drops of my cum fall on
Mitchell's face as his reward for helping me reach orgasm. The 15-year-old
jock again wrapped his lips around my cockhead and sucked, nursing every
drop of cum from my long shaft. I wasn't prepared for this attention to my
glans, which was always extremely sensitive right after orgasm. With a
strangled scream of pleasure mixed with pain, I collapsed onto Paden's
back.

Mitchell released my cock, and the four of us disentangled. My load leaked
from Paden's hole, and a noticeable amount had collected on Mitchell's
face. Paden's own load lay in thick ropes on Colin's cheeks and chin.

"Good thing we're in the shower, huh?" Mitchell asked, moving back under
the showerhead to wash my fuck ooze from his face.

We all grinned and chuckled. Our satisfied cocks hung limply over our
nutsacs. Mitchell turned on the rain showerhead, so water now poured down
throughout the shower room. I looked around, watching each of my 15- and
16-year-old lovers wash the sweat, sex, and cum from their jock bodies.

We finished cleaning up and dried ourselves before stepping into Mitchell's
parents' bedroom, where the king-sized bed beckoned to us. None of us was
over 6-feet tall, so all of us were able to fit by sleeping lengthwise on
the bed, parallel to the headboard and footboard.

I was closest to the head of the bed, and Colin lay next to me. Paden was
next to Colin, and Mitchell was nearest the foot of the bed. I pulled Colin
to me and wrapped my arms around him. Colin reached out an arm and placed
it on Paden's side. Mitchell and Paden slept facing each other. It was an
odd arrangement, and not the most comfortable, but it didn't take us long
to fall asleep.

I awoke the next morning to the ringing of the doorbell. My morning wood
was lodged comfortably against the crack of Colin's ass. The bell hadn't
awakened any of the teens, but when I released Colin from my embrace and
got off the bed, he mumbled and rolled onto his back. His thin, teenage
prick was also hard. I pulled on my boxerbriefs. Although they would do
little to mask my morning arousal, at least I wouldn't be naked when I
answered the door. I arranged my hardness so that it rose to the right and
arched over my hip, following the line of the waistband.

I opened the door and was somewhat surprised to see Josh standing there,
shirtless in a pair of board shorts. His abs showed clearly on his thin
body. A sheen of sweat covered his tanned chest and stomach. He gaped at me
for a moment, taking in my mostly naked body. His eyes naturally lingered
on the obvious outline of my hard, fat cock. I didn't interrupt his open
admiration of my body and endowment; instead, I waited until he recovered.

When he finally looked up at my face, I smirked, holding his gaze. He
closed his mouth with an almost audible snap. His cheeks turned red.

"Hey Josh," I finally said. "What's up?"

"Um, sorry for waking you," he said, stammering over his words a little. "I
was just coming back from my morning run and decided to see if you guys
wanted to come over for breakfast. I wasn't sure if you had a chance to buy
anything yesterday."

"Thanks for the offer," I said. "We did make it to the store last night, so
I think we're set for meals." I reached down and scratched the
cloth-covered cylinder of my cock, which had lost some of its tumescence
and was starting to droop. His eyes followed my movements.

"Oh," was all he said in response, his voice full of disappointment. I made
a move to shut the door. "Are you sure?" he asked hurriedly. "I'm a great
cook."

He looked over my shoulder. I turned my head and saw that Paden was
standing behind me wearing only his boxers, which were tented with his
morning wood. I grinned at Paden, and then turned back to Josh.

"Well..." I began, "we do only have cereal for breakfast. It might be nice
to have a hot breakfast. The others are still asleep, though."

"I can cook here, then, so you don't have to wake anyone yet," he said
eagerly. "Let me run to my house and get the food and come right back."

I grinned, pleased by his zeal. "Sounds good," I agreed. "We'll go ahead
and get dressed while we wait for you to get back."

"Okay," Josh answered. "I mean, if you want to, that is. I'm still gonna be
wearing this, which isn't much more than what you've got on." Clearly he
didn't want us to cover up.

"See you in a bit," I said and shut the door.

I turned to Paden, who looked quite amused. "'If you want to,'" he said. "I
think he really meant, 'I don't want you to!'"

I laughed. "No doubt," I replied. "I think he'll be doing a bit more than
making breakfast when he gets back."

Mitchell and Colin appeared in the hallway at that point. Both were
naked. "What are you guys talking about?" Colin asked.

"We just had a visit from Josh," I explained. "He wants to come over and
make us breakfast."

"More like he wants to come over for some sausage," Mitchell said and
grinned.

"That was a really lame joke," I said. "You should be embarrassed."

"You know we were all thinking it," Paden said.

"Well, yeah, but it was too obvious to say aloud," I responded.

"Hey, at least I didn't say anything about feeding him," Mitchell said.

This time I grinned. "I have no doubt he will be very hungry when he gets
back." By this point, my dick was completely soft, but its coiled outline
was still obvious in my boxerbriefs. Paden's tent, I noticed, had also
diminished.

"So I say we greet him in our underwear, as we are, rather than changing,"
I said to Paden. "It's obvious he enjoyed the view."

Paden nodded. "You guys should go put yours on," he said to Colin and
Mitchell. "It might be too weird if he shows up and you're standing around
with your dicks out." Colin and Mitchell turned back to the bedroom.

"I need to piss," I said and headed down the hall to the bathroom. With my
erection now gone, the urge to relieve my bladder had grown. Paden followed
me.

We stood on either side of the toilet. I reached into my boxerbriefs and
hauled out my limp meat. Paden reached into the fly of his boxers and
pulled out his own flaccid schlong. I looked up and Paden and
grinned. "Impressive," I said.

"Thanks," he said, smiling back. "Yours, too."

I waved my soft cock at him, and then aimed it down at the toilet. With a
sigh, we each let loose a loud, powerful stream of piss. The streams
crossed each other, as we each emptied our bladders into the toilet,
turning the water foamy and light yellow.

We shook the last drops from our dicks and replaced them in our shorts. I
reached into my boxerbriefs and arranged my meat so that the soft tube hung
towards the left, as usual. Paden did the same, and the outline of his
flaccid teenage dick was obvious down the left leg of his boxers.

When we came out of the bathroom, Colin and Mitchell were sitting on the
couch in their boxers. Apparently I was the only one who wore
boxerbriefs. A few minutes later, the doorbell rang, and Mitchell got up to
answer it. The fly of his boxers fell open slightly, and his soft, teen
dick was visible when he passed me.

"Hey Josh," Mitchell said when he opened the door. "Thanks for volunteering
to make us breakfast."

Josh entered the house carrying a few bags. "No problem," he said. "It's
the neighborly thing to do, right?"

Josh followed Mitchell into the kitchen. I stood up and walked towards
them.

"Hopefully we can repay the favor," I said as I entered the kitchen. Josh
was unloading his bags, pulling out eggs, sausage, and bacon.

Mitchell stood very close to Josh, and when the neighbor turned to address
me, his hand brushed against the slight tent in Mitchell's boxers. It
lingered there for a moment, and then with a swallow Josh finally said,
"I'm sure I'll need help with something some day."

"Anything we can help you with in here?" I asked. I reached down and
adjusted my cock, gripping the tube through my cotton boxerbriefs and
pulling on it slightly. Josh struggled to maintain eye contact and failed;
he looked down furtively.

"No, I think I've got it for right now," he said.

"Alright," Mitchell said. "Feel free to use whatever you can find here."

Mitchell and I smiled at each other as we turned to walk out of the
kitchen. We rejoined Paden and Colin in the living room.

"Another round of Halo?" Colin suggested.

I shrugged. "Why not? We don't have anything else to do."

We started playing, and after a few minutes the savory smell of bacon and
eggs wafted from the kitchen. My stomach growled. By the end of our second
game, we could hear Josh pulling down plates, so we knew he was
finished. We put aside our controllers, waiting for him to call us to the
kitchen.

Rather than calling us, however, Josh brought the food out to us. He gave
the first two plates to Paden and me, and then returned to the kitchen. He
came back with two more plates, which he handed to Colin and Mitchell.

The three teen jocks and I were sitting on the couch facing the TV. Josh
sat on the chair next to the right of the couch, nearest me. He did not
have a plate of his own.

"How's it taste?" he asked after a few minutes. It was standard breakfast
fare of scrambled eggs, sausage, and bacon. Everything was well cooked, but
nothing stood out as being particularly interesting.

"It's good," I said, taking a mouthful of eggs. "Thanks a lot."

"Why aren't you eating?" Mitchell asked from the far end of the couch.

"I'm not very hungry," he answered. "I had a bit of the eggs and sausage
before I brought the rest out," he added.

"I definitely prefer this to cereal," Colin added, biting into a link of
sausage.

"You've always been a sausage fan," Paden teased. Colin punched him in the
arm, but laughed nonetheless. Josh's eyes moved quickly from Colin to
Paden. I looked to my left and saw that Paden's cockhead was peaking out
from the bottom of his boxers.

I met Paden's gaze; he raised his eyebrows questioningly. I nodded. "What
about you, Josh?" he said, pulling the leg of his boxers down to cover his
cockhead. Josh's reverie was broken. He looked up at Paden and gulped.

"What about me what?" he stammered.

"Are you a fan of sausage?" I put in. I placed my empty plate on the end
table next to the couch. The boys sniggered.

I watched the tension go away from Josh's face as the realization of the
situation hit him. He understood that there was no need to be furtive or
coy. "God, yes," he answered with a big grin.

We all laughed again. "I like that attitude," I said.

"I'm so relieved," Josh said. "I knew you had caught me checking you out,
but I didn't know if you were okay with doing anything about it, and I was
nervous, but thank God." The words just tumbled out of his mouth.

"So now are you hungry?" I asked, standing up and dropping my shorts. My
flaccid cock swung down heavily over my sac.

"My God," Josh murmured, sliding from the chair and onto the floor in front
of me.

"You don't have to call him 'God'," I said. "I usually just call him
'Grosso.'"

Josh whimpered and reached out for my soft slab. He slid his right hand
under my meat and lifted the hefty shaft. My cock flopped limply over his
fingers.

"You're fucking huge," he murmured. Josh kissed the head, and then took
most of the soft shaft into his mouth. He gripped the base of my dick with
his right thumb and forefinger; with his left hand, he fondled my sperm
tanks. He sucked noisily on my meat, breathing through his nose as he used
his lips and mouth to coax me to full hardness.

Each of my boys stood from the couch and dropped his shorts, so we were
lined up next to each other. Paden was to my left, followed Colin and
Mitchell. I looked over to them and motioned with my head for them to move
closer. They crowded around us; each was pulling on his own rapidly
hardening cock while they watched Josh bob his head on my meat. I placed my
head on the back of Josh's head, using a little pressure to encourage him
to keep working.

My cock had grown noticeably thicker, and Josh's lips were stretched around
the fat shaft. The long meat worked its way towards his throat. Soon, he
had wrapped all of his right hand around the base of my shaft and was using
his mouth and tongue on only the top half of my dick, taking me to the back
of his throat, but never swallowing all of me.

The teen jocks next to me were now completely hard. I pulled Josh off of me
and pushed him towards Colin. My cock glistened with his spit.

Colin's hard, smooth cock was pointed eagerly at Josh's mouth. Josh barely
touched Colin's frenulum with the tip of his tongue. Colin's dick
twitched. Josh kissed the tip and swirled his tongue around the swollen
cockhead of Colin's thin, teen cock. Colin moaned. Josh looked up at him
and smiled. Colin grabbed the base of his cock and pressed it against
Josh's lips. Josh obediently opened his mouth, and Colin slid his hard
shaft over Josh's tongue and into the cocksucker's mouth.

Paden and Mitchell stood closely together. Paden stroked the over 7-inch
length of Mitchell's throbbing tool with his right hand; Mitchell handled
Paden's engorged rod with his left hand. They occasionally looked at each
other and kissed, but most of their focus was on the easy up and down
movement of Josh's head on their friend's fuck pole.

I watched the movements of all three of my boys, admiring how their bodies
moved and their arms flexed. I moved behind Colin and pressed my body close
to his. My wet, sticky cock rested on his back. I grabbed his arms and
lifted them to place his hands on Josh's head. Josh stopped moving. I
placed my hands on Colin's hips and pushed him forward. Colin took the cue
and started to thrust his hips in and out of Josh's wet mouth. Each time
Colin pulled out of Josh's mouth, he pressed his ass and back against
me. My cock throbbed against his back and my stomach.

"That's it, boyo," I whispered into Colin's ear. "Fuck the man's mouth like
a pussy." Colin started shoving his dick into Josh's mouth with more force.

After a few minutes of this fucking, Josh pulled away suddenly and took in
a deep breath. He wiped the slobber from his mouth and stroked Colin's
cock.

"How about some love over here," Paden said, waving his cock up and down.

Josh crawled over to Mitchell and Paden and took a position between
them. The boys stepped to him, and both pressed their engorged cockheads to
his lips. Each boy slapped his dick against Josh's lips. Paden rubbed the
tip of his dick along Josh's cheek, marking him with teen precum.

Josh opened his mouth wide and took both jock dickheads into his mouth. His
tongue snaked out between them. He slid his hands up and down their swollen
shafts. Paden spit on his dick to lube it, and some of his spittle
splattered up onto Josh's face. Josh moaned.

Josh hadn't removed his shorts, and his hard cock strained against them. A
wet spot of precum had spread over the front of the thin material.

I turned Colin towards Paden and Mitchell, allowing us both to watch the
neighbor service our friends. I slid my cock down the crack of Colin's ass
and between his legs. My 9.5-inch Italian fuck prong poked out from between
my boy's hairy thighs. He squeezed his muscular quads on my shaft. I
groaned. "That's it, baby, work my cock." He squeezed harder.

I wrapped my arms around Colin and pulled him close to me. My hard nipples
poked his back. I rubbed my hands over his hairy pecs and pinched his
nipples. He shuddered. I kissed his shoulders.

Colin's balls rested on the broad plane of my dick. I fucked his thighs
with my hard tool. My cockhead rubbed against his wrinkled sac.

Josh was now alternating between Paden and Mitchell. He took Mitchell's
large 15-year-old cock into his mouth and sucked while he stroked Paden's
massive teen prick with his right hand. Then, he switched, using his lips
and tongue on Paden's fuckstick while he fondled and massaged Mitchell's
cock and balls.

"Fuck yeah," Paden whispered harshly. "Suck it all." He pushed his dick
into Josh's throat. Josh started to choke and tried to pull back. Paden
placed his hand on the back of Josh's head. "Not this time," he
grunted. Josh gagged loudly. Paden released his head. Josh pulled back and
breathed in deeply.

"God," Josh muttered. "I think you're as big as Russell." Paden looked
surprised. A startled look crossed Mitchell's face, but before he could say
anything, Josh squeezed his cockhead, and the boy shook.

"Feed him your cock, BP," I said over Colin's shoulder. Paden looked over
at me and grinned; he made another powerful thrust into Josh's
throat. Hearing Josh choke on my boy's 16-year-old cock caused my dick to
swell. Non-stop precum oozed from my broad, swollen glans. Colin's hairy
thighs were slick and sticky with my fuck juice.

"Do you want to fuck Josh?" I whispered into Colin's ear. Colin hadn't
touched his cock since Josh had moved away, but it remained at full mast,
thanks in part to the upward pressure of my dick on his balls and base of
his cock.

"Hell yes," he said.

I nibbled gently on his ear lobe. He turned to me, and we kissed. "Then you
will," I said. I released him from my grasp and moved closer to others. My
hard cock bobbed and swayed as I stepped to them. A long string of precum
dripped from my piss slit to the floor.

"Ass up," I said to Josh and slapped him on the side. Josh obediently
raised his ass into the air. Mitchell's cock was planted in Josh's throat
at his point. I reached under Josh and undid the Velcro of his board
shorts. I opened the fly and pulled them down. He was quite skinny, but he
had been gifted with a round, bubble ass. It was smooth and as tan as the
rest of him; either he visited a tanning booth or he had the opportunity to
sunbathe completely nude. He freed Mitchell's cock long enough to sit up
and take off his shorts entirely. Then, he turned his attention to Paden.

I motioned Colin to me, and he took his position behind Josh. I reached
down and spread the man's cheeks to reveal his hairless crack. Colin
positioned his stiff prick at Josh's hole and entered. Colin was the
smallest and thinnest of us, and Josh's experienced ass easily accommodated
by teenager lover's cock. Josh let out a moan from his cock-filled throat
as Colin bottomed out inside of him.

"Oh shit," Paden muttered, and I watched his whole body shudder as the
vibrations of Josh's throat traveled along his sensitive shaft.

I stood back to watch Colin fuck Josh, admiring the way his muscular ass
flexed as he drove his hips against Josh and filled the man's hole with his
teenage dick. I occasionally reached down to pull on my shaft, coating the
broad, fat length of it with my precum, rather than letting my natural lube
go to waste by dripping onto the floor.

Mitchell stepped away from Josh's mouth and came to me. We stood for a
moment, looking into each other's eyes. Then, I placed my hand on the back
of his head, threading my fingers through his messy, golden-brown hair, and
I pulled his plump lips to mine. I fucked my tongue into his mouth; I
thrust my hips against his.

I released Mitchell from my grip. He worked his way down my body,
worshipping me with his mouth and tongue. He started at my neck and moved
to my Adam's apple, which he sucked on gently. He brought his mouth down to
my chest. He traced the curves of my pecs, running his tongue along the
underside of each muscular mound, from the left side, to the hollow in the
middle, and on to my right. He buried his face in my right armpit and
eagerly licked at the sweat that had gathered in the hair there. Then,
Mitchell brought his mouth back to my chest and pursed his lips to nurse on
my right nipple. I felt him suck the hard nub between his lips. His tongue
circled my small, brown areola, and then he gently bit me. I groaned loudly
and placed my hand on the back of his head, holding him to my chest.

Behind Mitchell, I watched Colin continue his fuck of Josh's ass. Paden had
taken a seat on the couch, and his muscular, soccer legs were stretched out
in front of him. Paden's hands were behind his head; his entire jock body
was open to Josh's mouth. Josh looked at ease between Paden's thighs. He
worked Paden's cock with his mouth and tongue while Colin held onto his
hips and repeatedly impaled him. Paden's eyes met mine, and he gave a quick
nod of his head. I grinned at him.

I released Mitchell's head. I looked down and watched the shaggy-haired boy
work his way to my stomach. With his wide, rough tongue, he washed my abs
with his spit. He dragged his tongue along the ridge down the middle of my
stomach muscles and swirled it around my navel. My hard cock weighed
against his shoulder, still oozing precum.

Josh moaned loudly around Paden's cock. He eased the fat shaft out of his
mouth and buried his face in Paden's thick bush. He groaned and pushed his
ass back against Colin. Josh kissed Paden's stomach and thighs while he
stroked Paden's spit-covered dick. He held Paden's dick against his face
and gasped each time Colin filled his hole.

"Pound him harder, bro," Paden encouraged Colin. Paden rubbed is dick all
over Josh's face. Josh planted his face in Paden's loose scrotum. I could
hear his muffled moans as he slurped his way around Paden's baby makers.

Mitchell finally moved away from my abs, but he did not touch my
cock. Instead, he stuck his face in my crotch, at the spot where the thigh
and crotch meet. I groaned at the pressure. I pressed my leg against him,
rubbing my shin up and down his teen prick. It was Mitchell's turn to
groan. He played with my nuts, and then took one dense egg into his mouth
and sucked. He released my sac, but immediately took the other orb between
his lips.

I pulled Mitchell from my sac and placed my hand on his forehead, forcing
him to look up at me. "Open your mouth," I said. He spread his red lips and
stuck out his tongue. I again appreciated the size of his mouth, knowing I
could easily slide my super-fat spear between his lips. I gripped my full
cock and slapped the head down on his long, broad tongue. The loud wet
smack of my slick dickhead on his moist tongue filled the room. My sticky
precum coated his tongue and lips.

I eased my dick over his tongue and into his gaping mouth. He closed his
lips around my shaft, and sucked in his cheeks. He stroked the base of my
dick with his right hand. I felt his tongue swirl all around my throbbing
shaft. Precum dribbled down his throat.

I left Mitchell to his work on my dick and focused my attention on Colin's
ass. I could have watched his muscle butt flex for hours, but I could tell
that he was getting close to cumming. His thrusts were no longer smooth and
even; instead, each time he pushed all the way inside of Josh's hole, I saw
his body shake.

"Do it, baby," I grunted at Colin.

Paden now noticed Colin's jerky movements, and he sat up, pulling his meat
away from Josh's mouth. He leaned over Josh's back and slapped Colin's
beefy left biceps. "Flood his hole, Colin," he said.

Colin nodded. Sweat poured from his dark hair down his cheeks. Colin
stopped fucking. With a yelp of pleasure, he closed his eyes, and I watched
his face contort as he emptied his 16-year-old sperm into the older guy's
ass.

"Woo," he sighed as his orgasm subsided. He stepped back, removing his
softening cock from Josh's ass. Colin reached for his underwear and used
them to wipe his cock.

"Good job," I said as he passed by me to sit down on the chair. I patted
his stomach. He smiled at me.

I pulled my dick from Mitchell's mouth. "Your turn," I said, pulling him to
his feet and turning him to Josh.

Josh turned around to watch Mitchell's approach. His eyes darted from
Mitchell's hard cock to mine. "Saving the best for last?" he asked.

"Definitely saving the biggest for last," I answered and sat down on the
couch next to Paden. My fat cock arched up towards my chest. It glistened
with spit and precum. My chest and abs were wet with sweat and precum.

Mitchell was larger than Colin, about as large as Paden had been a year
ago. When Mitchell pressed his dick against his hole, Josh buried his face
in the couch between Paden's legs. "Yesss," he hissed with pleasure.

Josh's experienced hole, already lubed and used by Colin, again opened
easily to admit Mitchell's invading member. He arched his back and pushed
his ass back towards Mitchell. Mitchell bent over Josh and started fucking
with short, quick stabs into the bottom's guts.

Paden and I stood up, so that it would be easier for Josh to work on both
of our dicks. Standing side-by-side, our extra large endowments towered
over Josh. I stepped up and grabbed the back of his head. I pulled him into
my low-slung pouch. He lapped at the loose, wrinkled skin of my scrotum and
then gently nibbled it. The sharp nips didn't hurt, but sent a wave of
pleasure through my body. My cock throbbed insistently, and I pressed the
broad shaft down onto his forehead.

Paden turned and touched his cockhead to mine. He grabbed both of our dicks
and squeezed the sensitive heads together. We both trembled and started
moving our hips, sliding our cockheads over each other and inside his fist.

Josh slid his fingers behind Paden's sac and between the teen's legs. The
drop of precum that appeared at the tip of Paden's dick and leaked onto the
broad helmet head of my dick told me that Josh was working the boy's
prostate.

Josh grabbed both of our dicks and slapped them against his face. Sweat and
precum covered his cheeks. He kissed each of our dickheads, coating his
lips with our sticky fluids.

Colin moved to the chair on the opposite side of the couch, so that he was
closer to the action. He was hard again and was stroking his dick while he
watched Josh get tagged from both ends.

As he had done earlier with Mitchell and Paden, Josh attempted to take both
Paden and I into his mouth. He succeeded in stretching his lips taut around
both of your dickheads. His tongue swirled around Paden's glans and then
mine, and then he slipped it between both. His hands never left our shafts
but milked them continuously, urging us closer to orgasm.

He pursed his lips and planted a kiss on my dickhead. "You are DEFINITELY
thicker than Russell," he said before opening his mouth to swallow as much
of my wide prong as he could. His lips and the back of his throat closed
tightly around me before I had time to process what he had said.

At the sound of his brother's name, Mitchell seemed to redouble his
efforts, and I could hear his balls and thighs slapping hard and loud
against Josh's ass.

Josh popped my sloppy, wet cock from his mouth and turned back to Paden. He
licked up the underside of Paden's long dick and took the boy into his
mouth. I put my arm around Paden's waist, and I felt him shudder as his
glans entered Josh's throat.

I guided Paden back and forth, urging him to use Josh's mouth. Very soon,
Paden was moving his hips with no more encouragement from me.

Josh was being pounded from both sides, and his body rocked back and forth
on the two teenage cocks that were invading each of his holes.

I wrapped both hands around my cock, squeezing the base tightly with my
left, while I slid my right hand up and down the top half of my long
Italian meat. I rubbed the sensitive, swollen cocktip with my thumb. Then,
pinching the head between my thumb and forefinger, I pulled a long strand
of precum from my piss slit. I wiped this pearly string on Josh's face.

I moved up to Josh, pushing Paden out of the way. Josh released Paden's
cock and opened his mouth to accept mine. I pushed my fuck rod into his
mouth. He gagged, but I didn't stop. He tried to pull back, but I held onto
the back of his head.

"Look at me," I said. He turned his eyes up. My dick was only about halfway
into his mouth. He blinked his eyes rapidly.

"Fuck yes, Mr. A," Paden said. "Make him take it all."

Josh tried to shake his head; he mumbled, "I can't" from his dick filled
mouth.

"Sure you can," I said. "If these guys can do it, so can you. Just relax
and remember to breathe through your nose."

Colin came over and stood near Paden. He placed his hand on Paden's rod,
and he stroked the 9-inch length of his buddy's shaft along with his own
hard, jock prick.

Josh's lips were stretched wide around me. I tried to ease the thick head
of my cock into his throat. He gagged. I paused, but didn't pull back. I
felt him start to relax, and I pushed forward again. Josh struggled to
control his gag reflex, occasionally beating my thighs with his fist,
trying to push me back. Paden's hand joined mine on the back of Josh's
head; he had no chance of getting away.

Mitchell now fucked Josh with slow, easy strokes of his dick, allowing me
to work Josh's mouth without worrying about him accidentally biting down
because of the force of Mitchell's thrusts. So with slow, deliberate
movements I buried my cock bit by bit into Josh's throat, until at last
barely an inch remained free from his gullet.

"Oh fuck," Paden said, looking down at Josh's throat, which bulged because
of my fat meat.  "Look at this, Colin."

"I can fucking see your dick in his throat, Abs," Colin said. I felt one of
them rub his hand along Josh's throat and squeeze it gently.

I groaned. "Fuck, that felt awesome."

Josh sputtered loudly and scratched at my thighs. I pulled back
quickly. His spit and phlegm covered my fat shaft. Josh gulped in air.

"You okay?" I asked, wiping the tears from his cheeks with my thumbs.

He nodded. "I didn't think I could do it," he said, a tone of pride in his
voice.

"I was confident I could make you," I responded. "But to be fair... you
just barely did it. Now you gotta get better at it."

It was Paden's turn again. After seeing that Josh had been able to take
nearly all of my much thicker meat into his throat, Paden was no longer
content to fill Josh's mouth only halfway. This time, when Josh gagged,
Paden did not stop. He fed every inch of his meat into the cocksucker's
mouth. Josh choked, but not as loudly and desperately as he had with me. He
was able to stay down longer on Paden's shaft. Colin and I both reached
down to massage Josh's throat.

"HOLY FUCK," Paden shouted, and then quickly pulled out of Josh's
esophagus.

"Oh God," Mitchell moaned. "He's cumming." And indeed, Josh's sperm was
pouring out of his dick and onto the carpet underneath him.

Mitchell moaned again. "Add your load to Colin's," I urged him.

"Do it, Mitch," Paden said. "Cum inside him."

With a quiet whimper, I saw Mitchell's jaw clench, and I knew he was
emptying his balls inside Josh's ass.

Colin tossed his shorts to Mitchell, and after the younger boy removed his
spent cock from his neighbor's hole, he wiped himself clean and sat down
with a loud sigh.

Paden and I stepped around behind Josh. His hole was red and wet. It gaped
slightly thanks to the two fucks he had already taken that morning.

"Me next?" Paden said hopefully.

Neither of us had cum, yet, and I didn't now how much longer either of us
would last. My cock was so engorged that it looked powerful and angry; it
demanded release. I could feel my thick, heavy load gathering at the base
of my long shaft. Sperm and semen mixed, churning up from my balls and
prostate. Paden's dick looked no less demanding.

"Think he could take both of us?" I whispered. Paden grinned.

"I think we can make him," he said.

I slapped Paden on the back. "Good answer," I said. Josh didn't object.

Our dicks were wet with precum and spit, and Josh's hole was already
loosened from the other two boys and wet with their cum and lube. Still,
taking Paden and I, who were both larger than either of the other two,
would be a challenge. I added more lube to Josh's ass and worked his hole,
spreading it wider until I could easily fit four fingers inside of
him. With a little more work, I had no doubt that I would have been able to
get all five inside, but that wasn't my goal at the time.

With our massive pricks now coated with lube, I motioned for Paden to get
underneath Josh. Josh was on his hands and knees with Paden under
him. Paden aimed his cock up between Josh's legs and pressed it against
Josh's loose opening. I grabbed Josh's hips and positioned him so that he
could slide down onto Paden's fuck pole. Paden easily slipped inside. Paden
grabbed Josh's hips and started fucking the neighbor's ass, thrusting his
dick up into the wet boypussy again and again.

Mitchell stood on my right, Colin stood on my left, and both were stroking
their hard jock cocks, eagerly watching the scene unfold in front of them.

I pressed my hand on Josh's back, which encouraged Paden to slow down. He
gently rotated his dick inside the bottom's ass, keeping the muscle loose
and open. I added more lube to Josh's hole and to my fingers. I gently
inserted one, then two fingers into his ass. He clenched.

"Relax," Paden said, squeezing his muscular arms around the older man's
thin body.

Paden continued his slow screw of Josh's hole while I fingerfucked
it. Soon, I added a third finger. Josh's hole gaped wide. I wasn't sure if
he would be able to take us both, but I was ready to find out.

I stood up, ready to mount the willing, well-fucked bottom. "Pull out until
just your cockhead is inside his hole," I said to Paden. He obeyed. I
pressed the pointed head of my dick against Josh's hole. With slight,
continued pressure, my dickhead slid along the underside of Paden's dick
into Josh's hole. "Ahhh," Josh screamed. I paused.

"Oh, shit," I heard Colin say, and he dropped a watery load of teenage cum
onto Josh's ass. I rubbed my boy's cum on my cock and Josh's hole.

When I felt Josh relax, I started pushing forward again. Paden groaned
loudly beneath Josh as my powerful man dick covered his. Josh's hole held
our oversized pricks together.

"This is so hot," Mitchell whispered huskily. "Paden's huge, but your dick
is completely dominating his." Mitchell stood close to me to get a better
view. He moaned suddenly, I felt his teenprick release its load on my
thigh.

There was no way Paden and I would be able to put all of our meat inside
Josh's hole at the same time, so we had to be content to open his hole with
our swollen glans and the first couple of inches of our cocktrunks.

I reached across and placed my hands on the couch to brace myself. Paden
and I started to fuck Josh together, cock-to-cock inside his once tight
hole. Our dicks slid against each other as we pushed them again and again
into Josh's hole. I was arched over Josh's back, and I could see past his
shoulder to Paden's handsome face. We looked at each other, and I fixed my
gaze on his green eyes.

Josh started moaning loudly, whimpering, "Oh God," with each double
thrust. Paden put his hand over Josh's mouth, silencing him. In that
moment, I knew this fuck was less about the man between us than it was
about the two of us. I loved the feeling of having my cock next to Paden's
inside the same hole more than I was enjoying the hole itself, and I was
sure Paden felt the same way.

We continued are rough thrusts against each other and into Josh's
hole. Josh was just a conduit, a way to bring us even closer together.

"Fuck, Mr. A," Paden moaned, closing his eyes. "You're so big against
me. FUCK."

"Use this hole with me, BP," I grunted back at him. "Let's breed it, make
it overflow with jock sperm."

Paden opened his eyes. His lips were pressed close together; I knew he was
close to orgasm. I felt him shudder beneath Josh. He twisted his dick into
Josh's hole; I responded to each move. Our engorged cocks throbbed against
each other.

"I'm gonna cum," Paden growled. He wrapped his arms around Josh and me and
squeezed us all together.

"Let it go, boyo," I responded and flexed my cock, making it swell even
larger against his.

Suddenly, I felt the fat tube on the underside of Paden's teenmeat pulse
against my own shaft. His thick, young jock cream spurted into Josh's
hole. I could feel it surround my cockhead and coat our shafts.

"Oh fuck yes, Paden," I said. "Here comes mine." I pushed down against
Josh, mashing my cock against Paden's. My body quaked as my orgasm washed
over me. I felt my cockhead swell, and I exploded inside of Josh's hole. My
dick pulsed as each volley of Italian cream erupted from my swollen piss
slit. Ten thick wads of my alpha sperm emptied from my heavy balls into
Josh's ass.

Paden closed eyes again. "I feel like I'm soaking in your jizz,
Mr. A. Fuck. I think it's dripping onto my balls."

I eased my softening tool from Josh's used hole. I sat back and knelt
behind Josh to examine the mess. Rivulets of cum were indeed flowing down
the curve of Paden's dick onto his balls. I watched Paden's dick drop from
Josh's hole; more cum oozed from the gaping orifice. Mitchell and Colin
stepped up to examine our work.

"God damn, look at that," Colin said. "I don't think his hole will ever be
the same."

"Look at all that cum," Mitchell said. "It's like someone poured the glaze
from Krispy Kreme into his ass." We all laughed.

Paden slid out from under Josh, who rolled over onto his side. Paden sat
with his back to the couch with his legs out in front of him. We were
facing each other. I noticed that Paden's stomach was covered with clumps
of Josh's drying cum. At least that meant Josh had enjoyed the double fuck,
I thought.

Paden saw me looking at his stomach, and he grinned broadly. "I think he
enjoyed having us both inside of him," Paden said. "Didn't you?" He slapped
Josh's cheek gently.

"Uuuugh," Josh moaned. "It hurt a lot." He reached back and touched his
sphincter; he winced.

"Didn't stop you from unloading all over my boy's abs, though," I said.

"I said it hurt... I didn't say I didn't like it," he said with a chuckle.

We were silent for a few moments. I looked around at each of my
boys. Paden's dick was flopped down over his balls; the head of it reached
the floor. Colin and Mitchell sat to my left and Paden's right. My Italian
slab hung limply between my legs, curving over my egg-sized nads. I locked
eyes with Paden again. My dick chubbed.

Abruptly, Mitchell said, "What were you saying about Russell earlier?" I
looked from Paden to Josh.

"Yeah," Paden added. "What was that about?"

Josh blushed. "Well, you aren't the first member of your family that I've
had in my mouth, Mitchell," Josh said.

"Obviously," I said. "Explain."

"A few months ago, your brother was here at the end of spring break, after
all your friends had gone. I guess he was staying an extra day to clean up,
I dunno. He came over one day to ask me for some help moving something. He
was wearing his rowing uni."

I had only ever seen Russell up close one time, so I had certainly never
seen him in his uni, but I had no doubt that it left little to the
imagination.

Mitchell nodded. "He always wears that thing when he's doing anything
physical."

"Well, all I can say is I couldn't take my eyes off of him. His body was so
smooth, his arms were strong, and his thighs... wow. But the bulge... my
God. I couldn't believe it. I hadn't seen anything like that on a
16-year-old... ever. Hell, I'd rarely seen it on a full grown man."

"And you ended up blowing him?" I said.

Josh nodded. "He had some alcohol left from SB, said he didn't want it to
go to waste, so we drank it, and before I knew it, his dick was in my
mouth."

"He probably noticed you checking him out and decided to let you take care
of his needs," Paden said. "You're kind of obvious when you're checking a
guy out."

Colin laughed. "Seriously," he agreed. "We predicted you'd be on all of us
as soon as we saw you yesterday."

Josh blushed again. "I couldn't help it."

"So Mitchell's brother is a big boy," I said.

"Not as big as you," Josh said with a short laugh, "but about as big as
Paden, maybe bigger."

I looked from Paden to Mitchell and raised my eyebrows in disbelief. "I've
seen him soft," Mitchell said, "so I knew he was big, but I had no idea how
big."

"I've heard a couple of girls mention him as a big guy before," Paden said,
"but again, no specifics. I had no idea I had a major challenger." Paden
laughed. I grinned at him.

"You know Megan?" Colin said.

"Megan in your class Megan?" I asked.

"Yes," he said, chuckling. "She used to go out with my friend Elliot. He
told me that she dumped him after hooking up with Russell a couple weeks
ago..."

"And?" I said.

Colin shrugged. "I guess now we know why?"

I laughed. "I guess so."

"I wasn't too surprised to see you were also pretty big," Josh said to
Mitchell, "considering your brother, but I was not expecting you or you."
He gestured to Paden and me.

"Nobody expects him," Colin said and swatted at my limp, pendulous dick.

"Brothers aren't always equal, either," Paden said. "Mine, for instance..."

"Is kind of small," I finished with a smirk.

"Not small, just average," Colin said. "Sheesh. Stop making fun of us
normal guys."

I smiled at Colin and pulled him to my side. "I'd never make fun of you." I
tousled his hair. His eyes lit up, and he smiled at me.

With a sigh, Josh said, "I gotta get going. I'm supposed to meet a friend
of mine for lunch, and I think I'm going to need to clean up first."

"Yeah, it might be awhile before you can sit down without oozing seed from
your hole," I said. Paden and the other boys laughed.

I tossed Josh's shorts to him. Paden grabbed them before Josh did and used
them to wipe Josh's mess from his stomach. He handed them to Josh, who
stood and pulled them on. The rest of us stood at the same time. We
escorted him to the door.

"Thanks for breakfast," I said and waved to Josh as he walked away. A dark,
wet spot appeared on his shorts, where my boys and my combined loads had
leaked down his inner thigh.

I turned and smiled at Paden, Colin, and Mitchell. "Beach?" I
suggested. They nodded enthusiastically. I followed the boys to the
bedroom, where we each pulled on a fresh pair of board shorts before
heading down to the water.

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